Day 20 Proclaim #lutheranadvent

The above is a picture of Prayer Meeting, a sculpture by John Scott. It is on the campus of the University of Houston-Downtown, where I work. It's one of my favorite things on the campus. The moving "fans" in the circle will softly clang in the wind and it always draws my attention. It seems like a type of proclamation inserted into my day. Art as proclamation---well, that's a whole lot of what I'm about.

I also remembered I have this video, which I took well over a year ago. I don't think I've ever posted it anywhere, but now seems a good time.

Day 19 Light #lutheranadvent

Day 18 Awake #lutheranadvent

Day 17 Gather #lutheranadvent

Day 16 Sign #lutheranadvent

Down on White Oak Bayou, I came across this row of grass and other debris, obviously deposited from the last time the bayou was out of it's banks. It's synapse jump or two, this sign of water overflowing, in really kind of scary and dangerous ways, reminded me of the images we invoke in baptism (Noah's flood, being buried with Christ). Water leaves a mark on the land and on our head.

Day 15 Prophet #lutheranadvent

Or prophets. A very few personal ones:

I try not to look ahead, because part of this exercise, for me, is having a single word to think about all day, so if I look ahead, I get the words jumbled. This was one case where I kinda wish I'd taken a picture a few days ago and broken my personal rule about making a new picture everyday for this.

There was a piece of graffiti on a bathroom wall that would have been great for this. I'd already composed in my mind what I'd say about it. "Paul Simon said the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls, but we don't have subways in Houston, so we rely on the bathroom walls."

The graffiti was one word: somebody.

So without a picture, I tell this story to bring you a word from the Lord: You are somebody.

Day 14 Wreath #lutheranadvent

With this little picture-a-day exercise, I really dislike the concrete words (rose, wreath) and so tyr to find something not immediately so literal (that's just how I roll). I kept an eye out for some ideas I had in my head for how I might do "wreath," but in the end, none of those things materialized. So while waiting for a bus---and I had a long-ish wait for the next one---I saw a bunch of leaves. I decided that while literal, this made a nice little piece of mini-land-art. I'm sure the wind has scattered the leaves again by now.