The (not-so) Fiery Furnace

We’ve been having trouble with our furnace.

For you folks out in sunny California, or down in balmy Florida, a furnace is a household appliance common here in Arkansas, the primary job of which is to waft great billows of toasty, heated air into our chilly living spaces, so that we don’t have to go to all the trouble of getting up and walking all the way to the closet and putting on a sweater.

That’s alot to ask of any American, especially when you consider that there is a good chance of misplacing the TV remote while you walk around the house.

So, I called a technician and he fiddled around with the thing for about twenty minutes, announced that he had found the problem and informed me that it would be very expensive to fix. I told him to hold off ordering any parts, because I wanted to be able to do some creative budgeting before I coughed up several hundred bucks.
That night, my wife (the one of us who isn’t absent minded) reminded me that we have household insurance that covers stuff like this.

OO-RAH!

I called the number on our copy of the contract, and in a few hours, another technician was knealing in our cramped furnace closet, only a few feet from the catbox. I thought to myself that anyone who spends that much time in basements and garages probably gets to see alot of catboxes.

The new technician is younger than the last. He sets to work, and the thought of telling him about yesterday’s technician crosses my mind. Should I tell him that "the other guy" thought it was a stuck relay?

He hums a little while he works. He is patient, unlike "the other guy", who seemed to be having a hard day, and grumbled whenever he dropped a screw, or misplaced his flashlight.

Do I just casually drop a remark like, "-think maybe it’s a stuck relay?"

The "new" guy is moving a little probe around to different wires that run around the furnace. A little red light in the probe blinks on and off as he touches here and there.

Do I mention the previous diagnosis, just to save him some trouble?

No, and here’s why. Two reasons:

1) I have no clue as to whether the "other guy" was correct in his diagnosis. Sure, I would have trusted him to fix the problem, because he knows more than I do, but I can’t say for sure that he got it right on his first go.

2) As I heard someone say recently, "Everyone likes to peel their own banana". This guy seems confident and capable. He probably likes to go about his job in a certain way, testing and deducing according to his own logical pattern. He might not appreciate people throwing out theories while he is trying to systematically form his own judgements. I could just see him giving me a sideways glance and saying, "Well maybe it’s a stuck relay and maybe it ain’t.". Here in thenSouth, such un-asked for advice could be taken as a lack of trust. It wouldn’t be polite.

This new tehnician is very patient, and works for a solid twenty-five minutes before saying anything.

"Hm-m-m-mm."

That’s it; "Hm-m-m-mm.".

A few minutes later he stands up and explains "Looks like there’s a bad relay in your control board.".
It’s going to be expensive, and will take a few days to get the part, he says. We make some innocuous conversation and chuckle a little over how complicated machines are these days. In the old days, I could have fixed my own furnace, but this one has an electronic brain. I always used to work on my own cars myself. He understands.

He leaves with a "take it easy", and I’m glad I didn’t mention the other technician.

It’s chilly at night this week. We can make it like an adventure. Pile blankets on the bed and wear sweaters. And now we have an excuse to use the fireplace!

Timothy Jones’ Fine Art website

Well, I have been so spotty about contributing here lately at JA.O that I was hoping to do a couple of posts on topics of general interest before I came out with a shameless plug for my website, timothyjonesfineart.net.
I had planned to do one about our cat, Ozzie, for instance, but for some weird reason, I am not able to process images right now the way I have been, due to a mysterious software glitch. He is a Cat of Unusual Size. I photographed him next to a yardstick to give some sense of proportion.  Anyway, I want to assure everyone that it was going to be a pretty hilarious post, wherein I would make no mention of my new website, timothyjonesfineart.net.
I also had a post about Electric Light Orchestra on the back burner (somewhere behind my cerebellum), but this fell prey to my thumb-wrestling contest with Fortune City’s "Easy Site Builder" program, which is supposed to be kind of a sanitarium for the Technologically Challenged.
I have been working on the thing for several days, and I still have some bugs to work out. F’rinstance, I don’t have the e-mail feature of the site working yet, so visitors have to copy and paste my address into their e-mail program. R-r-r-r-r-…
See, I am on what you would call a rather spartan budget, so I had a choice: I could keep putting off the web page, or I could put it together myself. So I plunged in. The site does everything I wanted, so I can’t complain.
I published just a couple of days ago, but was still tweaking. Then I saw a post from Barbara Nicolosi in the combox, and I blurted out the address (timothyjonesfineart.net) in hopes she would drop by the site. I really admire Barbara’s work and enjoy her website, and I would respect her opinion as another member of the Catholic creative community.
So the chat is out of the carnassiére, so to speak. So, should you visit my site, thanks for dropping by. I hope you enjoy the art.
Wow! it occurs to me that I haven’t said anything in this post that people could really comment on (or work up a decent argument about), so reproduced below is the Mission Statement published on my website. There have been so many neat comments here lately about Art and Truth  and stuff (Michelle’s last about film, for example) that I was itching to jump in.

MISSION STATEMENTLife, Truth, Beauty, Unity
“Painting is a language that can not be replaced by any other language.” – Michelangelo
LIFE – Philosophically,
I come from the perspective of historical, orthodox Christianity (I am
a Catholic), which means that I accept as given that the universe has a
point, a purpose that comes from beyond nature. Nature is, in
this way, a sort of continually unfolding metaphor. Creation points to
the Creator in all its details. In my art I hope to call attention to
the hand of God in nature, and so the purpose of my art is to point to
nature, which in turn points to God. In the words of Somerset Maugham –
“Art for art’s sake makes no more sense than gin for gin’s sake.”. Art
should represent, not an escape from life – or an attempt to set up
some independent or alternate reality – but a deeper understanding of
life.
TRUTH – Artistically,
I am a “classical realist”, though the definition of “realism” can be
somewhat flexible. Without getting into a long discussion (I’ll save
that for the blog) I can describe it as art that is faithful to nature.
That does not necessarily mean “photographic” or highly detailed. It
does not mean expressionless copying. The great impressionists (like
Monet) played down details and defined edges in favor of emphasizing
light and color, but they were describing a natural light and natural
colors, not mere invented color harmonies or abstraction. They were
still in love with their subject. This type of art is (consciously or
not) an act of worship. Art should tell the truth while appealing to
the higher aspirations of the human spirit, not pandering to the baser
instincts or following the latest fads.
BEAUTY – All
who admire nature glorify God, whether or not they mean to. My job is
to help people to admire nature. I hope that my artwork will encourage
those who view it to slow down, to observe carefully, and to appreciate
the infinite, exuberant complexity and beauty of the world. I am
fascinated with every piece of fruit, and I hope this comes through in
my paintings.
UNITY – All
things find their meaning and purpose in their Creator. Life, truth and
beauty together constitute a unity or harmony of purpose that reflects
the significance of a fully human existence. An attack on one of these
principals is an attack on all. Art that celebrates ugliness,
destruction or meaninglessness could therefore be described as
sub-human or even anti-human.

The above described approach to
art and nature is independent of any use of overt symbolism or
religious imagery. It is a kind of visual philosophy.

“Catholic” Universities Face Identity Crisis

Benedictxvi_3Wow, I was just saying in one of the comboxes how I hoped that His Holiness B16 would put the smackdown on secularized American Catholic universities by yanking their "Catholic" designation.
Now it looks like that may happen sooner than later.

OO-RAH! I for one want to encourage the Pontiff to confiscate these school’s fake I.D.s as soon as possible.

Maybe this will help people to know who to believe when it comes to Catholic doctrine.

The article quotes Archbishop Michael Miller, the Vatican’s #2 education official (from a talk given at Notre Dame, no less);

The Pope has
argued "that it might be better for the Church not to expend its
resources trying to preserve institutions if their Catholic identity
has been seriously compromised," Miller said.

The Archbishop indicates that B16 may be doing some "evangelical pruning" in the coming months.
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The Deer Departed

FsdeerI almost passed right over this story in a list of today’s headlines, but I thought I would check it out.
After all, "Man Bites Dog" is one thing, but "Man Kills Deer in House with Bare Hands" is another.

So I followed the link to ABC News and was interested to read that it was an Arkansas man… dateline Bentonville! This was a hometown boy!

Apparently, the deer (a buck) crashed through a window into a bedroom of the man’s house, where it proceeded to freak out, kick alot and bleed all over.
Until the man, Wayne Goldsberry, broke it’s neck.
Ugghh.

Of course, he had the right to handle it however he thought best, but I do wish he could have just shooed the animal out the back door. I’m thinking I also might have just closed the bedroom door and called animal control.

In fact, I KNOW that’s what I would do.

I wasn’t there, however, and if the deer was going nuts and doing alot of damage… well, a man might hafta crack some vertebrae. I’m just glad it wasn’t me in there with the beast. They do have antlers, and those bucks can be murderous during mating season. One of the deputies at the scene observed of Mr. Goldsberry,

"He got kicked several times. He was walking bowlegged for awhile.".

According to the article, bucks will sometimes charge at their own reflection, which is probably what happened in this case.  It’s too bad the deer had to die, though.

To make us all feel better, I have posted a Far Side cartoon of deer who are just playing dead.

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Catholic School Shows Spine

SDG here.

MSNBC runs a story about St. Luke’s Catholic school in Brookfield, Wisconsin, where they decided to drop a fashion show/fund raiser with an American Girl™ theme.

For those of you who haven’t heard of them already, the popular American Girl™ dolls are costumed to represent girls of all walks of life from various periods in American history. The fashion show would have featured girls carrying the dolls and wearing matching outfits.

My wife and daughter have happily collected American Girl™ dolls, along with the books and other items marketed with the dolls, though we are now boycotting the company (owned by Mattel, Inc.).

It’s a shame, because I thought the dolls’ designers tapped in to a neglected market, allowing doll collecting to become a lesson in American history. I actually picked up one of their books and found it surprisingly well-written. I had expected pure drek, but it was not too far off from Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little House™ books.

You might figure that the American Girl™ folks would know a good thing when they had it, and would give anything that might bring unnecessary controversy to their enterprise a wide berth. This is especially true considering that collectors of a doll line called American Girl™ might tend to run to the conservative side.
But American Girl™ recently decided to endorse a charity called Girls, Inc., and there the controversy began. They actually offered in their catalog some of those rubber bracelets you see so much nowadays, with proceeds going to Girls, Inc.

The charity itself is actually not mentioned until the very last paragraph of the MSNBC piece, and is described in glowing terms that sound as if they might have been lifted from the group’s promotional material:

“Girls Inc. offers a wide range of programs and resources to help
educate and encourage girls in everything from science to health. That
includes information about abortion and contraception along with sexual
abstinence. The organization also affirms lesbian sexual orientation.”.

The folks at American Girl™ just don’t see what all the stink is about, and are befuddled that anyone might be upset at their innocent support of a charity that, after all, is just trying to help girls.

St. Lukes’ pastor, Fr. Frank Malloy, summed up the reason for dropping the fashion show:

“It’s a bargain we’ll just have to pass up. The cost is too high. Our integrity isn’t for sale.”

I voted in the online poll, but support for the school predictably lagged behind on the site. You can read the story and vote in the poll HERE.

Watch Out for Large Ungulates

MoosecrossingI grew up in Alaska, so the importance of of THIS ARTICLE (from Reuters)  about not running into moose resonates with me somewhat, even though I now live in Arkansas.
I encountered moose on several occasions as a youngster, both intentionally and  un-.
Moose aren’t just big, they are huge – like a Jersey cow, but
homelier and with longer legs. I mean, you just won’t believe how
vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big they are
.
For instance, when the article says that moose can stand 6 feet tall, that means at the shoulder, and the truth is they can be bigger than that.
Encountering moose accidentally is always a little unnerving, and in a moving vehicle it could be especially deadly. In an airplane… well, it would be bad. Looking for a way to keep moose from wandering onto airport runways would therefore be a noble pursuit.
Now the folks in Wasilla, Alaska have installed a Moose Irritating Device that shows great promise in keeping the dumb beasts from wandering into the path of unsuspecting Cessnas.
Archie Giddings, Public Works Director for Wasilla, explained the subtleties of the mechanism;

"They’d feel a shock and they’d also hear a snap. Those two things
would cause the moose to not go in there."

Giddings also described, in refreshingly anthropocentric terms, what a moose/airplane collision would be like;

"If they ever did come to the runway and have a collision with an
aircraft, that could be disastrous to the pilot," Giddings said. "An
airplane could disintegrate if it hits a moose.".

If successful, the device could soon be seen in airports all across the northern U.S., and we will all sleep a bit better, though the moose might be more irritable.
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Dishing on Immigrants

Dirtydishes3hyAn interesting article from WAPO (via the Seattle Times) reveals that for many immigrants to the U.S, using the automatic dishwasher in their home is the equivalent to Drinking The Kool-Aid.
Many – nay, most – simply won’t use the thing. It is seen as frivolous and unnecessary. According to the article;

If they have a dishwasher — and many do, because it is standard
equipment in most homes — it becomes a glorified dish rack, a
Tupperware storage cabinet or a snack-food bin. It’s never turned on.

Dishwashers are also seen as overly complicated and mysterious. Think about the way alot of Americans feel about programming the VCR (that’s what they had before DVD players, kiddos).
At bottom, though, many immigrants simply think that they can do a better job washing up than any old machine, thanks.

Graciela Andres laments that her daughter, son-in-law and three
grandchildren have abandoned washing by hand. "They do it the American
way: They put everything in the wash machine, no matter if it’s a
little spoon," said Andres, who emigrated from Bolivia in 1981.

You can almost feel the scorn and contempt, can’t you?
I say, good on ’em! "Go not gently…", and all that.
They should start an organization and print T-shirts with the slogan "They can take my dishes away when they pry them from my wet, soapy hands".
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To Heir is Human

Walton heiress Elizabeth Paige Laurie has been stripped of has voluntarily given back her diploma from USC, after it was found she paid her roommate, Elena Martinez, to do most of the coursework.
Just a couple of thoughts:

  • If one were not heir to a gazillion dollars, would one be given the opportunity to "give back" the fraudulent diploma, or would one be unceremoniously dumped via a terse note from the registrar’s office, and possibly threatened with legal action?
  • I would be interested to know if ex-roommate Elena Martinez has given back any of the $20,000 she was paid to do something she knew was wrong in the first place. She seems equally content to have A) taken the money and B) sung like a canary on 20/20, presumably for more money. It seems like Ms. Laurie would be due a refund.

Of course, Miss Heiress Thang got what she deserved, but – hey, a deal’s a deal.

Hysterical Criticism, Part 2

My last post was an obvious (I hope) attempt to parody some of the excesses of Higher Criticism and it’s devotees.

Now I would like to tell you how I wound up posting such a piece.

As I was in the final stages of the painting that I featured in the aforementioned post (Copper Pot), I ended up thinking a good bit about just how literally I should render a few things, like the pattern on the china.

It occured to me that this process could be analagous to writing, and I thought how it might apply to the Gospels particularly.

There at least a couple of big mistakes one could make about the painting. One would be to think that it was a complete fabrication, a product solely of the imagination. This might lead to absurdities like finding all kinds of hidden meanings where there are none, like the Higher Critic of my parody piece.

The other extreme would be to assume that it was like a photograph, and that even the smallest details were a verbatim reproduction, an exact copy of concrete reality. This might lead to equal absurdities, like if someone were to ask me where they could buy the particular china pattern on the little dishes.

In this particular painting, I simplified and muted the pattern on the china in order that it not draw undue attention in the overall composition. So, in a sense, I did fudge a bit, but that’s my job. Certain shadows are deepened, certain colors are amplified, edges are blurred or sharpened. If I blur the edge of a pear, I doubt anyone would accuse me of asserting that pears are fuzzy, or would assume that I need new glasses.

The truth is that it is a painting, a work of art representing real things, but crafted in such a way as to emphasize certain aspects of reality while downplaying others. All the items depicted are real and could be identified by anyone who bothered to rummage through all the junk in my studio (I love flea markets).

I find reality endlessly fascinating and full of surprises. I strive to be faithful to reality, but not obsessed with minute, photographic detail.

BIG RED DISCLAIMER
– Unlike Jimmy or Michelle, I am not an apologist. I am not a Bible or a literary scholar. I do not claim to know how the Gospels were written, let alone how Plenary Inspiration would work. I am just an artist speculating wildly on how it might have been. If I venture into heresy or nonsense, I am counting on Jimmy and his readers to put me straight.


Based on my experience as an artist, and applying what I know about the creative process to the Gospel writers, I think that I might venture to make a few assertions;

1) The Gospel accounts are faithful representations of real events, but this does not mean that we should expect the same level of detail or attention to exact chronology that we might find in, say, a modern legal document. The writers were concerned primarily that people understand Who Jesus is and what He did, and not with the minutiae of his daily life. We know that Hebrew writers (as well as their audience) were less concerned with the sequence of events than with the substance and meaning of events.

2) The Gospel writers made full use of their human creative faculties (under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit) to emphasize certain aspects of Jesus’ life and message, while downplaying others. For instance, Jesus’ life as a youth simply doesn’t figure as prominently into the proclamation of the Gospel as His passion and death. The writers wanted to present all that was essential, with little extraneous material. Deciding what to include is the first creative step. Some gospel writers included more, some less, but all are faithful representations of real words and events.

3) Being, in some measure, free in setting down the events of Jesus’ life, the Gospel writers may have used different creative or poetic methods to emphasize certain aspects of His teaching. Placing Him in different settings, or at various times, the writers may have symbolically emphasized the substance of His teaching. We needn’t insist, for instance, that the Sermon on the Mount really happened on a mountain or hill. It may have, but it is not essential. Neither could we call this a "mistake" or an "error" any more than my changing the china pattern in my painting was an error. It was a creative choice that placed the non-essential at the service of the truly essential. Both the hyper-literal and the ultra-liberal interpretations would be wrong. The china dish is real, but the pattern is simplified. The pattern is not the essence of the dish, as it would continue to be a dish even with no pattern at all.

In an age before cameras, if I were asked to make a visual record of some object or person, I like to think that I could take some artistic license without being accused of lying or making a mistake, especially if I enjoyed plenary inspiration. We can trust that God guided the process, and that the creative input of the Gospel writers only served to draw out and clarify the essential truth of the historical events depicted.

JIMMY ADDS: Tim, if the painting thing doesn’t work out, you should try apologetics!

Hysterical Criticism

Copperpot2Whodathunkit? While walking downstairs with the painting at left, I suddenly encountered a wormhole in the space-time continuum (located in one of our kitchen cabinets), and the painting was sucked in before I could stop it! Fortunately, I was able to reach in and find it again, but when I pulled the painting out, the following analysis of the painting came out with it, apparently written by some future historian.

Go figger…

"The first thing we must learn about this artwork is who painted it, and this will give us a deeper understanding of the piece.
It is signed T.Jones in the lower left corner, and has been traditionally accepted as the work of Timothy Jones, an obscure, mid-level painter of the early twenty-first century, who signed his work in the same way.

We now know, of course, that this is very unlikely. There are a number of pieces signed T. Jones in existence, and they differ widely in style and content. This painting does not resemble the large, abstract pieces that are also attributed to T. Jones, so most modern scolars no longer accept that this is an original T. Jones work.
Who, then, painted it? Most modern scholars agree that it was the product of several artists, over a period of time. Perhaps it was based on a sketch by T. Jones, but the painting we now see was revised and developed within the Jonesian community, and reflects their concerns at the time.

We may notice that the handling of paint, the brushstrokes, vary throughout the piece. In some areas the paint is applied thinly, in others it is more thickly textured. Some areas seem more expressive and energetic, while others are more controlled and realistic. Clearly this was executed by more than one artist.

The painting appears to be a straightforward rendering of items that might be found around the artist’s studio, but if we look more deeply, we can see that it is profoundly symbolic. We should not make the mistake of thinking that these are necessarily real objects being depicted. In fact, whether these objects really existed or not is irrelevant. What is important is the deeper meaning of the image.

We see depicted a small copper pot, surrounded by some fruit, two glass bottles and two small china dishes. All rest on a simple white cloth, atop a wooden table or plank.

The vessels at the left of the painting (the copper pot and larger china dish) are full of fruit, overflowing with the "fruit of the spirit" that comes from life in Christ. In contrast, the vessels at right are empty, barren. What separates these two groupings, these two ways of life? We see a clump of grapes, representing the "grapes of wrath" that divide us. The "empty vessels" are separated from the others by issues like anger, resentment and judgemental attitudes.

It helps to know that at this period in history the Church in the U.S. was torn between progressive forces on the one hand, and opressive patriarchal forces on the other, and this painting clearly reflects that struggle. The piece calls us all to understand that we are all the same, standing together on the pure, white cloth of love, resting on the sturdy tabletop of the Primacy of Conscience. The deeper meaning of this painting, then (as with all great art), is – Be Nice.

Standing at the center is the copper pot, old and dented, but filled with fruit. this represents the church as a whole, overcoming the ancient and prejudiced ideas of the past to find the living fruit of justice.
Yeah,.. justice.

Or maybe, freedom.

Whatever.

In any case, we could continue to find deeper meanings to this seemingly simple painting, but space does not allow us to discuss all that we might find. Just remember, the important thing about any work of art is what it means to you."