Collage intended as a gift for Father Pfleger… Will keep showing it till either he claims it or I get a chance to offer it to him.
Collage intended as a gift for Father Pfleger… Will keep showing it till either he claims it or I get a chance to offer it to him.
[A True Saint
In 300 years, if you were to be named the patron saint of X, what would you like X to be? Places, activities, objects — all are fair game.]
I would be the Patron Saint of the Bridge of San Louis Rey, the Patron Saint of the Discarded… All trash redeemed, every mistake regarded; every friend betrayed every love discarded… all would look on my life and work and, somehow, take heart. It would be revealed through my story that the curriculum of university, the creamy center of the herd, the poshest apartments and the snazziest perks were more oft than not signifiers of foul shrift and animal hearts. That, even in apathy, tragedy and misery, that which is sacred might be revealed… that sober suffering leads to revelation… that any of us might be that mustard seed. That our efforts are a form of prayer and thru them the basest slum can be remade a paradise.