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Art, Politics, and Sex Week at Yale
I don’t usually follow the news publications at Yale these days. The bulk of campus news, however pressing it might have seemed during college, now strikes me as somewhat pedantic: I’m not particularly concerned as to whether Professor-such-and-such supports Clinton or Obama, or whether the freshman bathrooms merit renovation. Recent events in the Yale art world, however, have sucked me back....
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The Agony and Ecstasy of Creation, or, Why I Wish I Was Batman
A few weeks ago I likened God to a kind of cosmic director, and myself to a player on His stage. If that metaphor truly holds water, then it’s high time for an intermission. After taking a brief respite after my church’s Easter play—detailed in my previous post—I plunged into a project perhaps even more daunting than my applications to graduate schools last fall....
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Good Art, Good Grief, Part 2
“Calvin says somewhere that each of us is an actor on a stage and God is the audience. That metaphor has always interested me, because it makes us artists of our own behavior, and the reaction of God to us might be thought of as aesthetic rather than morally judgmental in the ordinary sense.” —Marilynne Robinson, Gilead
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Sing A New Song: Redefining the Christian Musician
When Elvis, Jerry Lee Lewis, and Little Richard first menaced the hardworking and God-fearing establishment of 1950s America, the prospect of rock ‘n’ roll retreating into stodgy conservatism must have seemed as ridiculous as the prospect of the Soviets giving democracy a shot. Thus, “Rock Hits Wall,” a recent Popmatters article about the decline of creative rebellion in popular music, made me wish I was one of those wide-eyed, plaid-clad adolescents of yore
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Good Art, Good Grief
I was supposed to turn this entry in approximately a week ago, and it was supposed to be about Bjork’s February 16th concert in Seoul, which I had been planning on attending—art, faith, mystery, and Icelandic wailing. Instead, God decided that my life should become infinitely stranger than even Bjork herself, and on the evening of the concert I was at home in Vancouver, B.C., mourning the loss of someone close to me.
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Issue 71
Fiction by Larry Woiwode, interview with Joe Henry, art by Fabian Debora, essay by Barry Moser.
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