This year was far more remarkable for a lot of things that had little or nothing to do with art, but I did still manage several significant endeavors. My biggest project of the year had to have been the painting I made for Hannah's wedding of hearts of the Holy Family, the two other larger projects I have been working on myself have been progressing incredibly slowly due to the time constraints of being back in school. Nevertheless, I had a few months of increased free time l

The beauty of an evening walk Beneath the shrouded stars Where ripples on the pavement, Transformed by ambient light, Become a pseudo kind of sky A path for souls to trod.   A darkness not yet absolute Though visions greatly blurred By water falling all around Less seen than it is heard, Create a perfect backdrop For mysteries observed.   At end our wanderings led us To stand outside your door And in that spilling forth of light We prayed in one accord. And now I thank you LO

Is it morbid to take such delight In the title of Mary, Our Lady of Sorrows? To spend a portion of each day Trying to meditate on the Passion of our Lord?   As a Catholic, the “Memento Mori” scene Almost becomes a passive catchphrase, Not something most people would look twice at Never think to challenge or probe the intention.   But can I really parse out the line Between a pious regard for mortality And the twisted, clawing consequence of grief, A loss not fully processed o

I beg you LORD, by rule and measure, Make my heart into thy treasure. Grant me to love but with thy heart,           To make my life your work of art. Guide me as I feel my way,           Throughout the trials of my day, Those special gifts you grant to me,            To offer for souls’ eternity. And though some days I may forget,           To greet with charity all those I’ve met, Your grace is always ever near,           You soothe my heart, wipe every tear.