home sweet home
so…72 days left of the 847 i will have spent as a student at biola. praying that God continues to bless my time at this truly incredible and unique place of knowledge and growth. i am so privileged.
and it shall come to pass afterward,
that I will pour out my Spirit on all flesh;
your sons and daughters shall prophesy,
your old men shall dream dreams,
and your young men shall see visions.
even on the male and female servants
in those days I will pour out my Spirit.” —joel 2:28-29
Inspiration sometimes comes from the most unexpected places. I find that a lot of photographs that I am drawn to resemble paintings, but not many of them resemble paintings in the way that this image does. I knew that it was a photo (Cameron’s “Kiss of Peace”, 1869 - thanks internship), but for the first 30 seconds that I was looking at it I mentally classified it as a sort of Raphaelite painting. Maybe it’s because of the almost overly exaggerated heaviness of the eyelids, both of the kisser and the kissed. The soft, wispy motion in the masses of hair and small space of gentle tension between the lips and the forehead are almost alive…in a strange way that the rest of the composition is not. Yet, despite this, I think that it could very easily pass for a cold sculpture or gravestone angels. Truly one of those small things that gives the observer chills because it is so other.