People and Paper
There is a great danger in art ... it is the same dehumanizing danger in science and an unusual connection between art and science. It is a danger that some artists, like Wendell Berry, are much aware of and others, like Nick Cave whom I reference, are not.
I developed a dislike for the transient, yet permanency, of love poetry when I listened to Nick Cave's spoken word essay called the Secret Life of a Love Song. It is really good, he makes the bold statement that a love song is trying to through a sheet over the invisible God so we can see him for a moment. However, the part I didn't like is when he talked about the transience of the relationship and the permanence of a love song. He said that women come and go, but the love song endures. When he said that it turns something in my stomach toward love songs and all writers in a sense. It made me bound and determined (though I regularly fail) to only write what I was living and to never think that something I write is more important and enduring than the Imago Dei I am relating to, whether that is my wife, my child, my friend, someone I pastor, etc.
Human beings or bits of paper with letters about them ... which is important. The crazy thing is that biblically we must remember that humans are stamped with the Image of God and are fleeting like fog.
that's all for now because my little Aaron is begging me to continue on with our morning.
I developed a dislike for the transient, yet permanency, of love poetry when I listened to Nick Cave's spoken word essay called the Secret Life of a Love Song. It is really good, he makes the bold statement that a love song is trying to through a sheet over the invisible God so we can see him for a moment. However, the part I didn't like is when he talked about the transience of the relationship and the permanence of a love song. He said that women come and go, but the love song endures. When he said that it turns something in my stomach toward love songs and all writers in a sense. It made me bound and determined (though I regularly fail) to only write what I was living and to never think that something I write is more important and enduring than the Imago Dei I am relating to, whether that is my wife, my child, my friend, someone I pastor, etc.
Human beings or bits of paper with letters about them ... which is important. The crazy thing is that biblically we must remember that humans are stamped with the Image of God and are fleeting like fog.
that's all for now because my little Aaron is begging me to continue on with our morning.
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