Since Everybody Else Likes to Speak for Jesus All the Time ...

... we here at infection by light thought we'd go ahead and get our two cents in -

Everybody in, as you well know by now...

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"Calvary"

An original IBL photograph taken April 4th, 2015, Belltown, Seattle.

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"Satellite of Love"

At the Ould Triangle, Greenwood, Seattle, about three Sunday afternoons ago, I was doing that shit that I do with napkins and crosses, and there was a fine country band playing, and, as I discovered later, a woman at the bar had been trying to get my attention for awhile (I was sitting at a table in the window).

When the music was over she stopped by and said (as previously indicated), "I was trying to get your attention."  I said something like, "Okay, great," because what was there to say? "What are you doing?" she asked.  I tried to explain it, as briefly as possible.  "Do you sell them?" she asked.  "Well wouldn't that be something," I said.  "Maybe some day."  Then she asked, "Can I have one?" (I'd done maybe 6 brand new ones at that point, new styles on an old theme.)  So I told her that none of them were really DONE, but I chose one that I liked the least (that is to say it was the one that was the least complete, the one that was most in the "that's not quite right but I'll figure it out at some point" stage) and I said, sure, why don't you have this one.  She was ecstatic (like the Holy Women became ecstatic after Christ's death and resurrection, especially in certain European paintings).  To be honest, it made me happy, too.  I took a quick snap in case I wanted to remake it, and you can see it below.

Tore the ends off five matches for the wounds and then simply taped them to the napkin.  Then took two of the leftover matchsticks and made a smaller cross which was glued in place.  It seemed clear to me what the title was immediately after placing the smaller cross. 

Moral Dilemma #5

Though your backyard is fenced in and/or you never let him/her out of your sight and/or off his/her leash, your dog has gone missing.  So you post flyers on telephone poles in your neighborhood and a variety of other places throughout the city with a photo of your dog, and a phone number to contact you in case anybody sees him/her.  Days go by, then weeks, then months - but nothing; till this very day, nothing.


Though you have countless pictures of your dog saved to your phone and, it goes without saying, photos of him/her in every room in the house, do you then retrace your steps throughout the city to count the number of remaining flyers, to see that pooch's priceless mug in a public context if only because each time you see it, you are reminded anew of the day you distributed his/her image, and how hopeful you were?


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Moral Dilemma #4

Though you never let him/her out of your house because he/she is not that kind of a cat, nonetheless you have searched everywhere inside and he/she has gone missing.  So you post flyers on telephone poles in your neighborhood and a variety of other places throughout the city with a photo of your cat, and a phone number to contact you in case anybody sees him/her.  A few days later (and I'd prefer to skirt the specifics to be perfectly honest), you receive the unhappy information that your cat is no more.



Do you then retrace your steps throughout the city to remove all of the flyers you have frantically posted?


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Moral Dilemma #3

Though you never let him/her out of your house because he/she is not that kind of a cat, nonetheless you have searched everywhere inside and he/she has gone missing.  So you post flyers on telephone poles in your neighborhood and a variety of other places throughout the city with a photo of your cat, and a phone number to contact you in case anybody sees him/her.  Happily, there is a phone call just the next  morning - your cat is safe and sound after illicitly entering through a pet door and spending the night in someone's laundry room.  There is a joyful reunion a short time later, though to be honest it appears to be a one-sided affair in terms of emotional energy.



Do you then retrace your steps throughout the city to remove all of the flyers you have frantically posted?


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Moral Dilemma #2

Though your backyard is fenced in and/or you never let him/her out of your sight and/or off his/her leash, your dog has gone missing.  So you post flyers on telephone poles in your neighborhood and a variety of other places throughout the city with a photo of your dog, and a phone number to contact you in case anybody sees him/her.  Happily, there is a phone call just the next  morning - your dog is safe and sound after spending the night on someone's lanai.  There is a reunion a short time later - see him/her racing across the lawn to greet you and then sloppily licking your face with joy as you throw your arms around him/her?



Do you then retrace your steps throughout the city to remove all of the flyers you have frantically posted?


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