Stars don’t really shine past the orange Baltimore glow - and I’ve come to love this hectic city light, but a few nights ago I came home and the sky was clear and the stars were out so I decided to lie down on the driveway and pray. And as I talked to God I realized that this was the first time I’d looked at the stars and known their creator. And the psalms and hymns he nestled in my heart sang so sweetly of the work of his hands
I can mark this year with so many firsts. First time living away from my family. First friend at college. First class, all nighter, final.
First time I met God, when the room around me disappeared and all I knew was the prayer of the girl I’d first met a month ago, worship rising, his presence before beside within me
First time the Bible came alive in front of my eyes the weight of his words flattened me and my mouth curled around the ands and therefores, sounded out love and grace, mercy and life, could not understand how so few letters could hold so much
First time he filled me with a joy I didn’t expect, quieted fear doubt bitterness I never knew could sleep, showed me a better ground than sand to stand on
First time the hymn of every other childhood Sunday spilled from my heart and not my lips. First time I understood.
I like to notice firsts. First small group. First small group that meant something. First small group that brought me to my knees. The girl who first told me about QTs. The pumpkin patch where I first thought this church was home. First prayer meeting. First Lent. First Easter. That first morning prayer, when the snow fell hard and I like the rooftops was covered so gently with white. First time the April sun and April rain brought life to more than winter slumber. I like to notice firsts - the marks of his hand upon my wayward heart, leading me first by first toward him.
I could write pages on the firsts he’s given me in this first almost-year of knowing him. That first time I watched the stars with God I prayed about this coming semester, and I can’t wait to see the trees turn to fire, feel the wind press autumn in my skin, love beloved September in a way nothing in seventeen Septembers past could match - with him. With him. And I’m praying that, as this new season - this second year - comes, every first will be with him.
Behind a Little House Project: Dramatic Changes in Landscape Behind a Tiny House // Colossal July 25, 2013
For his Behind a Little House Project Italian photographer Manuel Consentino found an unsuspecting muse: a tiny nondescript house on an unexceptional hill. He returned to photograph the small building from the exact same location for nearly two years in order to capture the dramatic changes in weather and light that utterly changed the scenery just beyond the horizon. As part of a traveling exhibition the photos are mounted on a wall behind a book containing copies of a photo of the house against a white sky. Viewers are then invited to draw their own interpretation of what appears behind the little house.
Architectural Columns at the Palais de Tokyo Explode Into Organic Forms // Colossal July 22, 2013
Creating a spectacular and invasive Gordian Knot, Henrique Oliveira plays with Palais de Tokyo’s architecture, allowing a work that combines the vegetal and the organic to emerge. The building itself becomes the womb that produces this volume of “tapumes” wood, a material used in Brazilian towns to construct the wooden palisades that surround construction sites.
Through a kind of architectural anthropomorphism, Henrique Oliveira reveals the building’s structure. At Palais de Tokyo, he plays on the space’s existing and structuring features, prolonging and multiplying pillars in order to endow them with a vegetable and organic dimension, as though the building were coming alive. The artist draws inspiration from medical textbooks, amongst others, and particularly from studies of physical pathologies such as tumors.
Not Your Average Drawing of a Rock: Colorful Riverbeds Drawn with Pencil by Ester Roi // Colossal July 22, 2013
California artist Ester Roi works with colored pencils to create drawings of imagined riverbeds that exhibit a superb understanding of the interaction between light, color, and water. Roi uses a special drawing device called the Icarus Drawing Board to create a warm zone for mixing, blending, burnishing, and reworking and a cool zone for line drawing, layering, detailing, and finishing touches.