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Bad art and the Church

I am somewhat surprised to find myself defending the use of “bad” art, at least in religious settings, and I should admit from the beginning that I write in partial hope of persuading myself in the wake of Trinity Sunday, when we’ve realized the degree to which our conceptions fail to grasp the mystery of God’s being.

Ascension song

The riven earth trembles / As up-bearing angels / Host him unaware / Who dashed foot and hand and heart / With five open wounds, / Wine-staining his garments red / A shame to Massless spirits.
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Confusions, holidays, and greed

Among the many confusions of living abroad, none strikes me so often as keeping track of holidays. You don’t realize how accustomed you are to the rhythm of a particular national calendar, until it is changed, and you find yourself celebrating Mother’s Day on the wrong Sunday or waking up and not realizing it’s a ‘Bank Holiday’ until you go to pick up your dry cleaning and the shop is closed.