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This Morning’s Pep Talk at Egg Island

By Brendan Galvin Poetry

Even the kids negotiating friendships on that yellow school bus racketing past know it’s a different scenario every day, not just the same elemental hostilities like ocean versus sand, tough places to make a living. To see things as they are, keep your eyes open. This morning on the bay side of Egg Island I…

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Departures

By Jeffrey Overstreet Essay

Departures: Journeys with Asian Filmmakers   I’M HALFWAY OVER the Atlantic on a 777, and I’ve just unfolded myself from my seat. It feels like needles are threading blood back down through my legs and feet. Teaching myself to walk again, I grimace up the aisle of the darkened plane. As I go, I scan…

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Acquainted with the Night: The Art of Jerzy Nowosielski

By Artur Rosman Essay

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street, But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, A luminary clock against the sky Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been…

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A Reflection in the Window: Gerhard Richter Longs for More

By Wayne Adams Essay

A painting can help us to think something that goes beyond this senseless existence. That’s something art can do.                             —Gerhard Richter, Doubt and Belief   GERHARD RICHTER wants you to believe. Maybe not in God per se, but in something. The significance of his work depends on it. His paintings invite us to identify…

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A Conversation with Makoto Fujimura about Georges Rouault

By Stephen Baarendse Interview

In November and December of 2009, the Dillon Gallery in New York City mounted a show called Soliloquies which featured the work of two artists of faith: the twentieth-century French painter Georges Rouault and contemporary Nihonga painter Makoto Fujimura. The show not only provided a fascinating glimpse into artistic influence, but helped to introduce a…

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How the Band Becomes One Body

By Ciaran Berry Poetry

If it happens, it must be by chance, the one bum note the slight misstep that leads toward an “ageless wisdom that outlasts all things else,” by which Augustine means his god and his god only, and not the Peavey amps, the wires coiled into a snare in the practice room adjoining a neighbor’s summer…

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Beautifully Dogged

By Paul Mariani Essay

The Road Behind Us Image’s Founding Generation When Image was founded in 1989, the cultural landscape looked different than it does today. Religious writers and artists felt cold-shouldered in the public square and often ill at ease within the church. The need for a journal that demonstrated the continuing vitality of contemporary art informed by…

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Name and Nature

By John F. Deane Poetry

Your name, Jesus, is childhood in the body, at times a single malt upon the tongue, Vivaldi to the ears; your name, Christ, forgiveness to the heart, acceptance to the flesh, a troubled joy across the soul; at ever my very best I will plead to you, closest to me, for kindness. Perhaps the silence…

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