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There’s Just Something About the Artistic Process.

That gets me all in a tizzy.

(By the way, if you don’t want to read all of my babbling, then just read the last three paragraphs, I make the most sense there and spent the most time writing those. Plus, that’s basically where my thesis is.)

I often consider if other people view art the same way that I do, and I must say that it doesn’t seem like that’s the case. For example, I don’t understand how there were such defined periods in art history. I don’t understand how each art movement had such specific styles of art churned out during it. Is it art if it is not made to express something inside the creator? (For that matter is Graphic Design art if I’m just making pretty things to suit the desires of others? But that’s another subject entirely.)

I mean, I can see how people can express themselves in a specific medium when there isn’t much else available, but what about now? Now, when there is everything available? (Generally speaking, of course.) Is someone an artist when they don’t utilize the best material for what they are trying to say in a specific instance?

I guess what I am trying to say is this: I think a true artist has to consider not only what they want to say, but what rules of art they are following only because those are the generally understood guidelines. As in, am I painting this piece in an impressionist style because paint is the best way to express this idea, or just because everyone is painting like this lately? Am I writing this in free verse because free verse best captures the feeling of looseness (or, in Trey’s case with his recently posted poem, the feeling of not having even the will to make rhymes or a specific meter), or because I just kind of always write in free verse? Am I writing this music using a piano and guitar only because these are the generally used instruments of the time, or because the capture the essence of the feeling of this song better than, say, strings or random claps and a kalimba.

Of course, all of this is pretty relative. It’s just something I consider a lot.

Why does a basic band consist of a guitar, drums, vocals, bass, and some sort of piano?
Why are art and science the opposites of religion? (They used to be thought of together!)
Why do I only paint/draw nature lately?
Why are today’s trends pleasing now and not in 10 years?

I hope any of this makes sense.

In my Conceptual Art class, the professor says that true art is the expression of an idea, no matter what it actually looks like or how it happens, and references artists who have people cut pieces of their clothing off as performance art and draw/paint/photograph disgusting things that I do not want to see and praise the “shock factor” as being something that is jarring us as humans from our complacency.

Well, I am not okay with that. I feel like artists should be open to using the best medium necessary to carry out their idea, yes, and I think that art should evoke change in a human’s life, yes, but I think that the great goal of art is not to just jar humans out of some abstract complacency, but to change people for the better, to glorify God, and to remind people that there is something else besides themselves.

And just to clarify, I don’t think glorifying God with art necessarily looks like a cross or Bible verses with filigree all over the place. I think art can be glorifying to God without have Christian icons in it. After all, God’s creation tells of His glory.

God is THE Artist.

As someone who is particularly fond of art (and God, for that matter), I find it wonderful to take a walk through nature. Even when it’s just kind of a small wooded area behind my apartment. Today’s walk brought to mind something I haven’t quite considered before: God is a fantastic artist. He uses all the rules of good design and color theory. And then some. Not only that, but God’s art in nature is always changing, yet somehow still remains beautiful. I don’t know about you, but if I tried to make art that was always slowly changing and was never the same twice, I would fail miserably. I just want to reflect on a few of the amazing things God does in nature all the time:

Most Importantly, God Knows That Form Without Function Is Bad Design:
All of these examples are interesting in that the beauty of them is only because they have a function.

God Uses the Complementary Color Scheme:
Sunsets. Sunrises. They are both undisputedly wonderful. And why is that? Well, you see, the sky is blue because of light hitting the particles in the air. (I promise not to be too science-y) And when the sun is at the horizon, the light must pass through much more atmosphere than at noon, so the longer wavelengths of light (blue’s complement: orange) pass through and show up beautifully against the blue sky. Complementary colors are the bomb.

God Knows About Accent Colors:
So, most plants are green, right? Right. Well, when plants want to get bees to pollinate them so they can make fruit so that they can spread their seeds around so that there can be more of themselves in the future, they make sure the bees can see them by putting out flecks of color that aren’t green. Thus, accent colors.

God Uses the Supplementary Color Scheme:
Even though when the leaves change colors in fall it is because they are dying, it’s still beautiful! There are very few things I like seeing more than a tree that has the full gradient of green fading to yellow fading to orange fading to that deep rusty red color. Also, I love seeing the similarly colored plants in a wild field, one that never gets mowed or it too far from anywhere to be mowed, when there are patches of light yellow grass, dark green grass, and reddish grass intermixing.

God Also Uses the Monochromatic Color Scheme:
I’ve barely ever seen any, but Birch forests are wonderfully beautiful in my opinion. Birches are those tall spindly trees with the black and white bark. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, go google “birch forest” right now. A monochromatic color scheme is when an artist uses black and white and one other color, and birch forests are a beautiful example, wether the other color is green in the spring and summer, or orange in the winter, it’s always breathtaking.

Of course, it would be ridiculous to say that God is the one using our rules of design. It makes much more sense to say that our rules of design stem from the pleasing things we see all around us that God has created. (and isn’t it just grand that God didn’t make us utilitarian creatures? That he made us so that even the necessary things in life have beauty and pleasure in them? It really is awe-inspiring.

A Quiet Place

A smallish trek from home I find,
above the rocks, past path wound high
A clearing of unusual kind
low trees that almost touch the sky
That seems both close and spread out wide.

Where sun sits proud across the way
As if it will not set this day
But march with mirth around earth’s edge
And glory in never setting again

Where cool air blows from somewhere east
And all the plants seem dressed for feast
at least-
here I enjoy quiet peace.
The warm and dry and green and trees
Envelope me in nature chatter
Living silence, growing matter

Why would I ever go back indoors?

The Constitution is Not God-Breathed

Disclaimer: This was difficult for me to write, so I apologize if it isn’t as coherent as I hope for it to be. This is exclusively written to Christians, and is meant to point out inconsistencies I have observed that are most likely implied rather than purposeful effects of over-zealous patriotism in the life of a Christian. Also, I apologize for my over-use of italics… :)

Around July 4th of this year, I asked Trey what he thought I should write about next on here, and the answer he gave me was “Patriotism.” So here we go: I think that Patriotism is not a bad thing to have. The problem is, when a Christian’s Patriotism and Love of Christ are indistinguishable in the passion we give them, it misrepresents what Christ is about and belittles the authority of the Bible. I’m not trying to bash Patriotism in and of itself, because there is something to be said for a country having unity among it’s people, but there’s just a problem when Christians don’t acknowledge the fact that they are united to a body that is greater than any physical boundaries. As the great theologian Jon Foreman once said (and yes, Trey, I did just mess with your trademark phrase),

I pledge allegiance to a country without borders, without politicians.

1. Americans are not God’s chosen people.
The idea that we have a divine right or anything like that is false. God having a ‘chosen people’ ended when Christ died:

“…for in Christ Jesus you are all sons of God, through Faith. For as many of you as were baptized into Christ have put on Christ. There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is no male or female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus. And if you are Christ’s, then you are Abraham’s offspring, heirs according to the promise.” (Galatians 3:26-29)

Okay, so maybe I lied. God does still have a chosen people, but their ‘chosen-ness’ has nothing to do with who they are or where they live! They are defined simply by the infinite love that they have received from God. They are Christ’s bride and he does not care what they look like. So it does a terrible disservice when “Christian” and “American” are equated. When a Christian identifies themselves as an American with equal or more fervor than they identify themselves with Christ, it looks like America is the land of God and that you must be American to be Christian and that, of course, is not true.

2. Extreme patriotism misrepresents Christ and the purpose of the Church.
Equating American values and Chistianity is dangerous, because Jesus was decidedly counter-cultural. Doing so equates America’s self-centeredness, consumerism, complacency etc. with Jesus’ love, kindness, forgiveness, and tendency to tell people that they needed to repent of their ways. (And that last one refers to Christians more than non-Christians.) Christ did not vie for political power, though I’m sure he could have.* He instead went to the poor and the outcasts himself and loved them. The Church has enough problems as it is**, without being tangled up in the scandals and problems of the American government and political parties. The only scandal the Church needs to be involved in is the scandal of the gospel.

3. The Constitution does not have the same authority as the Bible.
As the title of this post says, the Constitution is not God-breathed. It has as much divine inspiration as any other country’s main document of laws.
There is a definite distinction between what the Constitution says and what the Bible stands for, and when Christians are as enthusiastic about the Constitution as they are about the Bible, it belittles the Bible.

In closing, patriotism is not important; your allegiance to Christ is important.

If you must define yourself with devotion to something, let it be Christ. I promise it will be infinitely more fulfilling. Christ will not fail you.

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*Whether this was because he thought political power was not important or that he was trying to stay out of the spotlight until he was supposed to be crucified, or both, I do not know. But, I assume that he wanted to represent himself, and not get involved in a group that would misrepresent him. And that’s not to say he was never involved in a group like that, since, of course, the church misrepresents him all the time, but that’s kind of a different story.

**I’m not saying that that means that Christians shouldn’t be involved in the church. But hopefully that is obvious! Christians are commanded to be involved in the Church, we are the church, the body of Christ. We are not the body of Uncle Sam or something ridiculous like that.

Throw Out Your Christian Values

I needed to read this, so I though I’d share it, just in case anyone else needs to, also.

“I now realize that no value system, Christian or otherwise, can express the essence of Christianity. A life built on Christian values is a caricature of New Testament Christianity. It is not God’s purpose that our lives be built on a system of values. It is His desire that they be built of the person of His Son. Value systems may influence behavior, but God is not interested in systems of living. He is interested in relationships. An intimate relationship with Him will produce a Godly lifestyle. A focus on behavior will not create intimacy with God or a Godly lifestyle.

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I highly recommend that you give up your Christian values. You may find this statement startling, but I want to shake you into serious thought. I’m not advocating moral anarchy. Nor am I suggesting that how you live is unimportant. What I am saying is that focusing on a value system is not God’s intended way for you to live. God never proposed for your lifestyle to be built around the principle of right and wrong.”

- Steve McVey, Grace Walk

Seeker-Sensitivity, Not Just Necessary for Quidditch.

Okay, you’ll really have to forgive me for that terrible pun, but sometimes I just can’t help myself.

Where do you stand on the subject of churches being “seeker-sensitive’? Obviously there is a place where the Church could go too far, but what’s the opposite end of that spectrum? Does God want us to hide the message of the gospel behind oozy layers of smoke, lights, and ambiguous CCM music, or does he want us to yell the gospel at anyone who comes within yelling distance of us?

I feel like lately, I, as well as many friends of mine, have been unfairly bashing the seeker-sensitive movement, saying that it obscures the gospel and the message of the Church (and, as an aside, I feel it necessary to point out the irony that I am currently working on another post about how American Christianity and American Patriotism are far too closely bound up in one another.) Anyway, I think it necessary to point out that the whole movement wouldn’t have started if there weren’t need for it. Have some pushed it too far into the gospel-obscuring range? I think so, but, have others brought it too far back in the other direction? Maybe.

What do you think?

For These Seeds To Give Birth to Life, First They Must Die.

So, this is something I have been working on mentally for a month or two. The bible verses were something that hit me really hard at camp and the actual design is something I’ve been pondering for a while.

“Father, Glorify Your Name” Acrylic, ink and string on canvas. 18″ x 24″.

Sorry about the reflectiveness of the ink.
The text is from John 12:24-28.

It’s nice to have something to post on here in my ‘native tongue,’ so to speak. Please, offer up your critiques!

Blessed Assurance, Jesus is mine!

Just as a little add-on to Trey’s Assurance of Salvation series he has recently posted, I encourage you to give the old hymn Blessed Assurance as listen. I’ve found it’s a great song to sing when I’m having doubts about my faith. (Though I would prescribe worship to any number of spiritual conditions…actually, all of them.) Anyway, here are the words:

Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.

This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.

Perfect submission, perfect delight,
Visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
Angels, descending, bring from above
Echoes of mercy, whispers of love.

Perfect submission, all is at rest,
I in my Savior am happy and blest,
Watching and waiting, looking above,
Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.

This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song,
Praising my Savior all the day long.

written in 1873 by Fanny J. Crosby

My favorite arrangement of this song is by Jadon Lavik, off of his CD “Roots Run Deep.” Here’s the recording, complete with lyrics and random background pictures. (I recommend the CD!)

What is/are your favorite hymn(s)?

Called Out: A Discussion About Profanity (Or, in the Greater Picture, About God Looking at the Heart)

I am probably the weirdest person you will ever meet in terms of making up words to put in the place of cussing. I will frequently range from saying something as close to the American culture’s ‘bad’ words as “freaking,” to words that are just basically me pulling letters out of thin air and putting them together after the phrase “what the…” I’ve been known to say frick, flip, frack, gravy, goodness, gracious, nonsense, fark, and many other borderline prafane words to make myself feel better about my exclamatory tendency. Now, (and of course this doesn’t make me any better than anyone I know who openly cusses, it probably actually proves I’m in denial or something) I haven’t really ever been one to outright cuss, I’ve always just used filler words. But the other day at lunch at Willie’s with some of my friends from the Art Institute I got called out.

We were waiting in line to order when something warranted the exclamation from someone else, “What the french toast!?” which reminded me of the sign in Mrs. Prine’s old room at Cy-Creek that said “What the function?” (Math joke! But anyway.)  and so I said it out loud. Now, though this isolated event was not just me making an almost profanity exclamation for no reason (I was outwardly referencing the sign), I do a lot around my Art Institute friends, and this time, one of my two closest friends at Ai, Ashlee, called me out on it. We’ve talked about how I don’t cuss before, and she said, this time, “You know, you don’t really cuss, but you do in your own way.”

She wasn’t trying to be mean or anything, but that comment froze me for a fraction of a second. I was really caught off guard by it. Really. I had to try really hard to not stop and have a mini theological debate in my head right there and stop everything else I was doing. So that’s where this blog comes in:

Where do you stand on the subject of profanity?

Obviously, some of us have had similar conversations a few times before because of everyone’s favorite edgy person, Derek oh-what-a-tangled-Webb-we-weave, and his album that you love-and-feel-uneasy-about-at-the-same-time, Stockholm Syndrome. (Sorry, I think I just broke the legal hyphenated adjective limit.)

But anyway, I’m looking at a slightly different dichotomy I think. I’m looking to examine the difference between flat-out cussing and (let’s call the other one) ‘substitute’ cussing in the context of Christians being saved by faith (Ephesians 2:8) and God looking at the heart (1 Samuel 16:7).

I think we can agree that flat-out cussing is generally frowned upon in Biblical teaching, if not because of the whole “Taming the Tongue” part of James 3, then because of the charge Paul gives us to not do anything that might make a brother fall (Romans 14:21). Aka, cuss in front of someone because we think it’s okay. Even if you think you are ‘solid enough in your faith’ to yell expletives, there may be someone around you who is struggling and will be really disappointed that someone they looked up to doesn’t care enough to keep their tongue tamed.

Then there’s also Matthew 5:21-24 :

“You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, ‘Do not murder, and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment.’ But I tell you that anyone who is angry with his brother will be subject to judgment. Again, anyone who says to his brother, ‘Raca,’ is answerable to the Sanhedrin. But anyone who says, ‘You fool!’ will be in danger of the fire of hell.

“Therefore, if you are offering your gift at the altar and there remember that your brother has something against you, leave your gift there in front of the altar. First go and be reconciled to your brother; then come and offer your gift.”

I put this whole thing in here because I think it’s the most important part of this subject for me and you to consider. Jesus is effectively saying here that it isn’t a matter of the word itself, it’s a matter of the heart behind the words. (Though I might add that I’m saying this after noting Romans 14:21 earlier, so I’m not advocating that we try to transcend the sin of cussing and be able to do it with a clean heart which I’m pretty sure isn’t even possible.)

I suppose the main point of this post is not specifically that we should not cuss, but that we should be concerned with having pure hearts before God, because God looks at the heart. He does not care, I think, if we accidentally (or purposefully) cuss, or if we sin in any way (though if you’re not at least concerned with not sinning, there is probably something wrong), but I think that God sees us as really are, not as our specific sins. God wants us to yearn for him. If we are truly wanting God as we should, then we do not need to worry.

“Give us clean hands and give us pure hearts,
let us not lift our souls to another.
O God let us be the generation that seeks,
seeks your face, O God of Jacob”

What do you think: about cussing? about little vs. big sins? about God looking at the heart? about anything else?

And Now, I Shall Be Stereotypical and Post A Quote From C.S. Lewis

“We are not living in a world where all roads are radii of a circle and where all, if followed long enough, will therefore draw gradually nearer and finally meet at the centre: rather in a world where every road, after a few miles, forks in two, and each of those into two again, and at each road you must make a decision. Even on a biological level life is not like a river but like a tree. It does not move towards unity but away from it and the creatures grow further apart as they increase in perfection. Good, as it ripens, becomes continually more different not only from evil but from other good.
“I do not think that all who choose wrong roads perish; but their rescue consists in being put back on the right road. A sum can be put rightly: but only by going back till you find the error and working it afresh from that point, never by simply going on. Evil can be undone, but it cannot ‘develop’ into good. Time does not heal it. The spell must be unwound, bit by bit, ‘with backward mutters of dissevering power’–or else not. It is still ‘either-or’. If we insist on keeping Hell (or even Earth) we shall not see Heaven: if we accept Heaven we shall not be able to retain even the smallest and most intimate souvenirs of Hell.”
– from The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis

For some reason, I had it in my head that this quote was saying something along the lines of there being one correct path and that we must find it, but upon rereading and typing it up, I came across the peculiar last sentence of the first paragraph, which I had forgotten about.

Good, as it ripens, becomes continually more different not only from evil but from other good.

What do you think this means?

(Let’s get some responses this time, guys!)