Art, Religion, and David Bowie

┬áThis is a tale about art and religion, with some David Bowie added in for good measure. The story begins in a Catholic grammar school during the 1970s and early 1980s. The pastor of my parish was an elderly man who called every boy “Butch” and every girl “Sissy.” The priest’s name will not beContinue reading “Art, Religion, and David Bowie”

Tragedy mars a Summer’s evening

The shootings in Aurora, Colorado are too painful to think about very much. And yet think about them, we must. Too much blood has been shed to do otherwise. The movies are our escape from the realities of everyday life. They have been that ever since the time when moving pictures were invented. Those earlyContinue reading “Tragedy mars a Summer’s evening”