The artifact of the book is beautiful. It’s paper, images, image quality the inclusion of artist’s voices, it’s thoughtfully interleaved discourses, the variety of image and thought, and the mind and heart expanding differences.
“Artists are visual theologians.”
“Visual art influences our understanding. It may both expand and limit our experience with meaning.”
As each artist brought / brings a lens of their own imagination to their rendering, so did / does each essayist. Interpretations shared freely without the burden of judgement that may accompany a too-often-imposed-one-right-doctrinal lens. Inviting. Inspiring. Aspirational. Moving … quite literally moving to change to think differently, to feel viscerally, to be something more.
One essay, was to me particularly moving. It was written by a fellow believer whose faith may on one hand be described by affiliation with a differently named entity than that I adhere to yet seems on the other hand indistinguishable from my faith. The artifact of the essay is itself a witness of God’s movement among humankind. That we (all) are moved together toward Him. His self and other aware candor and content nudges my heart and mind. I yearn and reach heavenward.