Arts Blog
Our parish is full of creative people. We are authors, composers, painters, and performers… all artists working in the church. Our perspective…
Our parish is full of creative people. We are authors, composers, painters, and performers… all artists working in the church. Our perspective…
He came up from the Jordan. Still damp from his cleansing passage, He wandered into my rocky wastes, His footprints vanishing as…
Within the pond, fish flow in fluid dance, Scaled shapes shadow its depths with fire Their liquid grace reflects the touch of…
On the Southwest end of the Nave, a Cinerarium stands which encloses the ash remains of many Canterbury friends and parishioners who…
My journey into the solitude of the Monastery of Christ in the Desert began in a series of fits and starts several…
autumn leaves the smallest tree still green Día de Muertos marigolds haunting my nose brushing dirt from my mother’s cheek funeral home…
A fragile clay pot— Broken becomes worthless. But Gather up the scattered fragments. Mend the cracks with care and love that Trace…