Showing posts with label cross. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cross. Show all posts

Monday, May 19, 2014

Tree of Life

Hello friends!

After this past Saturday's CTS commencement ceremony, it would appear I'm officially a seminary senior (you know, assuming I passed all of my classes). Some days that is exciting, because I wonder what my next adventure will be. Some days that is very (very) intimidating, because I wonder what my next adventure will be.

Anyway, that's all beside the point. One of the classes I took this past semester was called The Bible and Visual Art. Think art history class through a seminary point of view. We started way back in the day with Greek and Roman sculpture, talking about the different ways in which people portrayed divinity. We looked at imagery in lots and lots of Christian worshiping spaces and elsewhere, from cultures all over the world, and finally got into some modern religious art. It was a kick awesome class. Bonus: at the end of the semester we had the choice between writing a paper, or creating a visual project (and writing an explanation). If you know me well enough to be reading this, you probably know I chose the latter. As usual, I didn't exactly have a 100% plan when I started this art project, but I think the end result was pretty cool.

I liked the idea of trying to bring together the assorted cultures and styles we'd studied, into one single symbol. My brain landed on altar crosses -- the ones that often sit up front in a sanctuary on the Table. And, as usual, my brain also landed on cutting up some recycled stuff, and using images from nature (shocking, I know). So I made a cross out of some cardboard (a feat that ended surprisingly well, given that I don't have near the amount of patience necessary for measuring things), and got to decorating it. Here are some pictures, if it suits your fancy to take a gander. I named this little friend "Tree of Life."

Aztec imagery, courtesy of acrylic paint, some old CDs, and modeling clay made from cornstarch, baking powder, and water. The things on this side of the cross were all symbols important to native Mesoamerican spirituality, and were adapted by missionaries to fit in Christian teachings too. Mirrors represented a connection to a different dimension or world. Corn was a sacred substance, subsequently used to make human forms of Jesus that were hung on ceremonial crosses. The Nahuatl people were also taught to say the equivalent of "tortilla" instead of "bread" in the Lord's Prayer. The sun was also a highly divine image, said to keep the universe functioning through the blood of human sacrifice (the latter of which, as the missionaries taught, could end since Jesus was sacrificed on behalf of everyone once and for all).

Byzantine imagery, brought to you by acrylic paint, puffy fabric paint, and 100% genuine diamonds, rubies, and emeralds (definitely not plastic gems from the craft section of Wal-Mart...). Indicative of the imperialization of Christianity, emperors would send fancy-pants crosses to other religious and political leaders, both displaying their wealth/power and their connection to divinity.

Painted ceiling of old catacombs and churches, à la acrylic paint and watercolor paint. Simple stars indicate the heavens, and the wavy lines denoting the sky are intentionally ambiguous in their similarity to images of water.
Inspired by a church door featuring Old and New Testament images (acrylic, watercolor, and puffy fabric paints). From top to bottom: Genesis 2, Abraham and Isaac, Jonah, the Last Supper, the crucifixion, and the resurrection. 

Allison imagery (Nat Geo magazine clippings and my trusty glue stick). Tree trunk and other wood pictures make up the vertical part, and you'll find leaves and other plants going horizontally. The middle is, apparently, a photo of two galaxies colliding. I liked the idea of this really captivating event that was eye-catching and at the same time mysterious, a little scary, and something that ultimately is way bigger than we could ever understand. I'm talking about the galaxies, but it seemed rather fitting for the middle of a cross, too. 

Water imagery on the cross's base (acrylic paint). It's meant to be on the move -- ripples spreading out from the cross like I hope they are from the Church today. 


...and that's all she wrote! (Actually, it's not. I wrote five pages about this project, but I won't subject you to that.) I'm thankful to be studying in a place that gives me room to explore biblical texts and Christian communities by playing with my art supplies. Now...onward into the summer!

Love,
Allison.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Someone else's thoughts.

Hey friends,

I cut this poem out of the bulletin cover at a First Friday service and taped it to my wall. I was reading it the other night laying in bed, and remembering how much I liked it the first time I saw it. I don't know who wrote it, or where it came from. But here are someone else's thoughts on the cross:


I SIMPLY ARGUE
THAT THE CROSS
BE RAISED AGAIN
AT THE CENTER
OF THE MARKET-
PLACE AS WELL AS
ON THE STEEPLE
OF THE CHURCH.
I AM RECOVERING THE CLAIM THAT JESUS WAS 
NOT CRUCIFIED IN A CATHEDRAL BETWEEN TWO
CANDLES, BUT ON A CROSS BETWEEN TWO THIEVES,
ON THE TOWN GARBAGE HEAP--ON A CROSSROADS
SO COSMOPOLITAN THAT THEY HAD TO WRITE HIS 
TITLE IN HEBREW AND LATIN AND GREEK, AT
THE KIND OF PLACE
WHERE CYNICS TALK
SMUT, AND THIEVES
CURSE, AND SOLDIERS
GAMBLE, BECAUSE
THAT IS WHERE HE
DIED AND THAT IS
WHAT HE DIED ABOUT.
AND THAT IS WHERE
WE SHOULD BE AND
WHAT WE SHOULD
BE ABOUT.

Love,
Allison