Another blog

Using wordpress in China is tricky. Since Kaylen and I have finished up our first year teaching and are gearing up for a second, we decided that instead of radio silence we’ll keep a temporary blog elsewhere. So until further notice, all of my posts will be at this address: http://eastern-light.blogspot.com/

Going to China!

Hello friends!

Thanks to James’ encouragement, I thought I ought to give a little update before Kaylen and I leave for China. For those of you who don’t already know, we’ll be heading out on the 24th of August. We’re both really excited about being in Shanghai but we’re equally nervous about teaching. We had thought we’d be teaching ESL but it turns out that we won’t. I think that I’ll be teaching several regular English classes and a History class. Kaylen will be teaching several English classes, a Geography class and a Drama class. We expect to teach elementary students. The students won’t necessarily be Chinese because we’ll teach at the International Division of a Chinese school.

Shortly after we arrive, we’ll attend a one-week orientation in Shanghai. We’ll get several briefings on how to survive in China and we’ll get some practice teaching.

I’ve been receiving a lot of great books lately which I’m trying desperately to fit into my suitcase. To name a few, I’ve got: The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Imitation of Christ by Thomas à Kempis, Sayings of the Desert Fathers, Mouse Guard by David Peterson and The Inner Kingdom vol. I by Bishop Kallistos Ware. So I guess that I’ll have plenty to read over the 13 hour flight—of course I probably should spend that time practicing Chinese…

I miss Orthodox worship. We went once to an OCA Church in Seattle a while back and it was beautiful. Last Sunday we attended Mars Hill Church and listened to a great sermon on money which you can listen to here It was the first sermon I’d ever seen on a projector screen (I didn’t realize it at the time, but the sermon was first delivered in November) and, if you can believe it, this felt quite natural after the first few minutes. The reason it felt like the pastor was in the room was that the sound system was excellent enough to prevent Driscoll’s voice from sounding electronic.

Mars Hill is a quickly growing inter-denominational church (one of the fastest-growing in the country) which, instead building on one enormous campus, is building multiple campuses around Seattle with different pastors. Since services are often packed out, and since the senior pastor, Mark Driscoll can’t be in more than one place at a time, Driscoll will sometimes be preaching at one campus while video is streamed live to the next campus.

This church takes a lot of heat from bloggers—nevertheless, it is one of the best run protestant churches I have seen. The worship is not cheesy, as is much modern “praise music”, but is well-made, is original and is theologically deep. Mars Hill offers free counseling and recovery groups for “people who have been sexually abused; addicted to drugs, alcohol, sex, and/or pornography; women who have had an abortion; etc.” In addition to this the sermons are well-crafted, honest, thought provoking and, at times, disarmingly funny.

That being said, it is a world away from Eastern Orthodoxy (with which I’ve fallen in love over the past year). Seeing Protestantism at its best alongside Orthodoxy raises several questions I’d like to ask myself and Orthodox Christians:

Is God raising up and blessing churches like Mars Hill?
Is there anything that Orthodox churches in America should learn from churches like Mars Hill? If so, how much?

But back to our departure to China…By the time we arrive in China, I may not be able to access this blog (wordpress is censored in China I hear). So if Kaylen and I get a blog we’ll probably be hosting it elsewhere. We’ll do our best to make sure all friends and family are informed about the new web address. Take care and God bless!

Married

It’s certainly been a while since I’ve posted here. I’m not sure how active this blog will be in the upcoming year—it all depends. This one might be on hiatus while I start a new blog about adventures in China. However, I would like to mention that I was recently married and that Kevin Burt (one of the groom’s men) wrote a post about the event with which I agree heartily. Thanks Kevin.

You can read it here.

See Christ Everywhere

(*UPDATE* I just discovered that my friend Maximos Greeson also recommended the lectures here.)

St. George Orthodox Cathedral has a long list of wonderful sermons and lectures. My favorite so far is a two-part lecture on prayer delivered by Bishop Kallistos Ware. You can download the Windows Media Player file of Session I here. and Session II here.

Icons & Aslan

This semester I’m taking a 400 level C.S. Lewis course for which we are expected to read one of Lewis’ books a week. This past Monday our class discussed The Chronicles of Narnia. Doodling in my notes, I came across a visual reason that the lion Aslan might be such a potent Christ-figure.

According to Lewis, most of his stories began with powerful images, and it was the image of the lion Aslan that inspired The Chronicles of Narnia:

One thing I am sure of. All my seven Narnian books, and my three science fiction books, began with seeing pictures in my head. At first they were not a story, just pictures. The Chronicles of Narnia all began with a picture of a Faun carrying an umbrella and parcels in a snowy wood. This picture had been in my mind since I was sixteen. Then one day, when I was about forty, I said to myself: ‘Let’s try to make a story about it.”
At first I had very little idea about how the story would go. But then suddenly Aslan came bounding into it. I think I had been having a good many dreams about lions about that time. Apart from that, I don’t know where the Lion came from or why He came. But once He was there He pulled the whole story together, and soon He pulled the six other Narnian stories in after Him.

One reason that the image of a lion captured Lewis’ attention might be that the lion’s mane is a built-in halo (as seen in iconography of Jesus). During the execution of Aslan, we see that, like the halo, the mane is a symbol of Aslan’s power (and divinity, really)—and so the White Witch Jadis is eager to see that it is shaved.

“Stop!” said the Witch. “Let him first be shaved”

Another roar of mean laughter went up from her followers as an ogre with a pair of shears came forward and squatted down by Aslan’s head. Snip-snip-snip went the shears and masses of curling gold began to fall to the ground. Then the ogre stood back and the children, watching from their hiding-place, could see the face of Aslan looking all small and different without its mane. The enemies also saw the difference.
“Why he’s only a great cat after all!”

Christ’s enemies, watching Him die, also jeered, “Why he’s only a man after all!” The great irony is that Christ’s relinquishment of the privileges of divinity is ultimately Satan’s undoing. Satan attempts to snuff out Christ’s divinity—represented by his halo—by destroying Christ’s physical body. Yet because of Christ’s victory over death, and resurrection, Satan only magnifies Christ’s divinity all the more.

There shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself.

Tolkein wrote a new book!

Thought some of you LOTR fans out there might appreciate this bit of news.

The good:

“An unfinished book by JRR Tolkien will be published in April after being completed by the late author’s son.”

The bad:

“But director Peter Jackson has been ruled out of making a film of Tokien’s other classic, The Hobbit.”

D:

Cuh-razy Cartoons (and theology)

I recently skimmed an article which maintains that certain art forms are soul-damaging and fallen. I agree that art which portrays only the discordant and ugly is dangerous.

However portrayals of ugliness may have their place. Scenes of the crucifixion contrast the sickening horror of all the world’s evil with the majestic selfless love of the suffering bridegroom. Movies such as Lord of the Rings portray Mordor and ugly orcs, pitting them against beautiful and noble creatures. These kinds of expressions allow us to deal with and acknowledge the evil inside our own hearts.

It seems significant that an artist who understood beauty as well as Da Vinci, practiced drawing grotesques in his spare time. Perhaps this was a secret infatuation with profanity. Or perhaps, just as repentance precedes redemption, a creature’s understanding of its own fallenness is one of its keys to understanding divine beauty.

So what of my crazy cartoons? I’ve been drawing bizarre wacky characters on every scrap piece of paper I could get my hands on since the second grade. Do they subvert beauty? Well, not so fast. Nature has its clowns and I believe that even the strangest creatures are beautiful. CS Lewis writes in his book Miracles that nature has a personality of its own with more than one trait. Very true. She is at once both exacting & mathematical and spontaneous & surprising. A tree’s branches follow a pattern, but twist and turn expressively. Every tree is unique just as no two snowflakes are identical. Animals sometimes have surprising traits we can’t account for.
Even nature’s ugliest creatures can seem beautiful at times. Yesterday I watched a wasp catch the light of the sun and I saw his shimmering armor like I’d never seen it before. Even the wasp’s dangling legs had their grotesque appearance removed. In Perelandra, CS Lewis’ character Ransom has a similar experience with a giant centipede-creature:

Ransom…turned to face the other horror [the insect-like creature]. But where had the horror gone? The creature was there, a curiously shaped creature no doubt, but all loathing had vanished clean out of his mind, so that neither then nor at any other time could he remember it, no ever understand again why one should quarrel with an animal for having more legs or eyes than oneself. All that he had felt from childhood about insects and reptiles died that moment; died utterly, as hideous music does when you switch off the wireless. Apparently it had all, even from the beginning, been a dark enchantment of the enemy’s.

Once, as he had sat writing near an open window in Cambridge, he had looked up and shuddered to see, as he supposed, a many coloured beetle of unusually hideous shape crawling across his paper. A second glance showed him that it was a dead leaf, moved by the breeze; and instantly the very curves and re-entrants which had made its ugliness turned into its beauties. At this moment he had almost the same sensation. He saw at once that the creature intended him no harm – had indeed no intentions at all. It had been drawn thither by the Un-man, and now stood still, tentatively moving its antennae.

Then again, there might be a level on which I need to refine my sensibilities. Virgil chides Dante for having a taste for vulgar things. Perhaps I too have a taste for things that need to be redeemed.

Another thing to note (and something Lewis points out) is that though nature is beautiful and awe-inspiring, she is also somewhat fallen and corrupted. The fallenness and excellence of nature is irrevocably connected to our relationship with it. We were intended to be its appointed governors, its kings and queens. We are related to it—nature itself is a part of our minds, a part of our artwork. But as go the king and queen, so goes the kingdom. Suppose God became corrupted and became a wicked being (impossible, I know). We who find our existence in him could not help either following in his train and becoming evil ourselves, or worse, ceasing to exist entirely. There is a reason our fairy tales imagine the woods to be full of both fairies & elves and goblins & witches.

One thing I will say is that the best cartoons have an ordering principle. Disney characters’ faces can be extra rubbery—but they only stretch so far. After a certain point we want to see the faces snap back into their original shapes. Good comics bend the rules–they don’t break them altogether. This is done in order to enhance a character’s expressiveness. Comic short-hand (a type of language in and of itself) might spring from a God-given love for human expression/communication.

Can cartoons make us better? Can they bring us closer to God? Can they make us more human? Can cartoons minister to people?

Here are several examples to consider:

Copper
Peanuts
Understanding Comics by Scott McCloud
Mom’s Cancer

The Bones of Jesus Found!

Remember that whole controversy about the special on the Discovery Channel revealing the tomb in which Jesus was buried?

Yeah, it’s kind of old news. However New Testament scholar Dr. Joseph Trafton shed some much needed light on the situation in an interview, here.

It’s definitely worth a listen (and only about ten-minutes long).

New Comic Up!

(UPDATE: you might also like to know Kaylen, my photojournalist fiancée, posted several photo stories yesterday. You can check them out here.)

For those of you who haven’t heard, I have a webcomic. For those of you who have heard, I just updated it. The comic follows the misadventures of history’s wackiest duo: Edgar Allan Poe and Henry David Thoreau. There is also the occasional comic that’s not about Poe/Thoreau but about whatever I feel like drawing.
Read through the archive, why don’t you?

…W-why don’t you?

Kinetic Art

This video blew my mind, guys. Apparently it only took the creator two weeks to build.