The Museum of the Bible is an institution continuously plagued by scandals from purchasing looted artifacts to Dead Sea Scroll fragments that turn out to be frauds. For all its claims to being “non-sectarian” board members and directors must sign a pledge stating that the Bible is “true.” The major funder of the museum is Hobby Lobby that makes no secret of promoting a very literalist and politicized understanding of the Bible that serves a right wing political and cultural agenda.
Tuesday, August 3, 2021
The Museum of the Bible.
The Museum of the Bible is an institution continuously plagued by scandals from purchasing looted artifacts to Dead Sea Scroll fragments that turn out to be frauds. For all its claims to being “non-sectarian” board members and directors must sign a pledge stating that the Bible is “true.” The major funder of the museum is Hobby Lobby that makes no secret of promoting a very literalist and politicized understanding of the Bible that serves a right wing political and cultural agenda.
Saturday, July 31, 2021
The Porta Maggiore Basilica
Wednesday, July 28, 2021
The Best Cafe
A new long-term project, a graphic novel...or more likely a story, some kind of story anyway.
I've tentatively titled it The Best Cafe and it's set in Hargis, Texas sometime in the 1970s.
It's about two young men who are lovers reunited after being separated by a scandal four years earlier. They are two people whose lives derailed and they've struggled to find a new path ever since, and now they are figuring out how to go forward together.
I called it The Best Cafe since one of the two lead characters lives in a one room apartment above a small town diner called The Best Cafe. Much of the drama takes place in that apartment.
Below is a sample of the panels done so far. They are all hand-drawn. I have neither the technical skills nor the money for Illustrator, so I'm doing them all by hand using felt tip pens and ink wash with some white gouache. I haven't put in any text yet. All the text is there on each panel in pencil, but it's not presentable right now. I'm figuring out how I want to do the text. Lettering is not my forte, but I want clear and legible text, and I want to do expressive things with it too. At the moment I'm drawing the pictures and saving the text for when I have it all figured out.
There will be a lot of sex in this story. It's sex that separates these two guys from the rest of their town. Sex is the big contending issue between them and everyone else, the distinction that so complicates and derails their lives. Sex is also their path back to each other and to making a new future for the both of them. So, I have no qualms about dwelling on it.
Sunday, July 25, 2021
Sant' Ignazio, Rome
Viewed from that spot, it's hard to tell where the nave vault ends and the painting begins. It looks as if the ceiling opens up into the wider sky with figures floating upward like bubbles in seltzer.
It's an undeniably spectacular and irresistible effect. The painting is supposed to be a complex allegory of the global mission of the Jesuit order, but all that is lost in the dazzling theatrical spectacle set out before us on the ceiling.
The whole painting on the nave ceiling once again.
The Spitting Dictators
A fountain of dictators spitting at each other in a park in Arnhem in the Netherlands.
The dictators are Stalin, Hitler, Franco, and Louis XIV.
The Spanish artist Fernando Sanchez Castillo made this and titled it "Spitting Leaders."
Wednesday, July 21, 2021
The Sun Setting in the Smoke
The Cult and the Epidemic
The Trump GOP from the beginning politicized the pandemic. They made it a test of loyalty to the Beloved Leader. Don't take the vaccine created by those Jew liberal fags that you hate so much. Believe the Leader. You don't need no stinkin' evidence.
And now as we're heading into yet another covid surge, the Leader cult is turning into a death cult and a suicide pact.
Here's testimony from someone on the frontlines in Birmingham Alabama:
I'm admitting young healthy people to the hospital with very serious COVID infections. One of the last things they do before they're intubated is beg me for the vaccine. I hold their hand and tell them that I'm sorry, but it's too late. A few days later when I call time of death, I hug their family members and I tell them the best way to honor their loved one is to go get vaccinated and encourage everyone they know to do the same. They cry. And they tell me they didn't know. They thought it was a hoax. They thought it was political. They thought because they had a certain blood type or a certain skin color they wouldn't get as sick. They thought it was 'just the flu'. But they were wrong. And they wish they could go back. But they can't. So they thank me and they go get the vaccine. And I go back to my office, write their death note, and say a small prayer that this loss will save more lives.
None of this had to happen. Over 600,000 dead was not necessary. That the epidemic surges again in a lot of localities in the USA did not have to happen.
I'm fully vaccinated, but I'm watching on social media people I know online coming down with the virus still over a year and a half into the epidemic. But for the ambitions of some demagogues and their willfully bamboozled followers, my mother might have lived the remainder of her life to its proper finish among family and friends instead of alone and isolated gasping for breath in a covid ward.
If I survive this epidemic, I will never forget nor forgive.
















































