Some people are drawn to a higher calling, like these fine missionaries.
I can’t help but think of this clip on American Dad, in which God asks George W. Bush to kindly downplay their relationship.
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As someone who has always loved to leave little surprises for strangers (including drawing on the walls behind store clothing racks as a toddler…but I won’t get into that), I’m completely enamored with the idea of the Matchbox Project.
The premise is simple (as stated on the website):
Each week, a decorated matchbox with a tiny present hidden inside is left by a girl (and sometimes willing friends) somewhere in her travels. It’s a random act of semi-artistic kindness aimed at disrupting someone’s day in a tiny but positive way. That’s if they dare to pick it up…
Kudos to these participants! This project has inspired me to conjure up some random acts of artistic kindness. Any ideas?
See more matchboxes here.
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To avoid redundancy, I will refrain from snarky comments on any of the following albums.
Remember these two?
As a special treat, I’ve uploaded Jim and Tammy’s irritating grammatical atrocity “Oops, There Comes a Smile!” here for anyone who wants to listen out of morbid curiosity. But I warn you, you will not be able to get those two minutes of your life back.
I want this record so badly:
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Now here’s an artistic mashup I can appreciate. To celebrate Wolverine’s 35th anniversary, Marvel Comics is showcasing a series of covers featuring the character as he might have been interpreted by renowned artists.
Matt P. sent me this wonderful Edward Gorey style piece (I’m taking his clever email subject header as my post title, too):
See a few more here.
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We have a double dose of covers today!
Granted, many of the albums I’ve been posting could fall under the “bad hair” category, but there are some in which the hair becomes the focal point of the image, whether we like it or not.
I feel like a more appropriate title for this record would be “God Really Squares My Buzzcut!”
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Sometimes, God is the drug…sometimes the savior.
I can’t imagine that this only looks wrong in the parlance of our times, and it was entirely appropriate when these albums came out.
And conversely…
I’m unnerved by the blank-stared, lackluster “imploring” going on here:
Sometimes touch is not “bad,” just ridiculous from a graphical standpoint.
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I had saved some of Johann Fournier’s images a while ago, but in keeping with my standard maniacal collecting habits, I didn’t stop to label them properly. Luckily, Street Anatomy made a post that reminded me whom these incredible pieces came from!
Such beautiful color schemes, with just the right combination of light, shadow, mystery…and anatomical sketches.
See more here.
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Oh, you didn’t think that God’s word and martial arts were simpatico? Think again…
Everybody was kung fu preaching…
Apparently, numerous film makers have enjoyed the kung fu Jesus concept as well.
There is even a band.
Now onto another kind of tough guy. Nicky Cruz has been through some things. If only more gang members experienced instantaneous conversion, eh?
Scare tactics?
And this…I absolutely don’t know…
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Another intriguing subset of Christian entertainment involves faraway lands and space travel.
Boldly converting where no one has converted before!
I must have missed the flying saucer parables…
Hmm…this album has something to say. There are some major philosophical and ideological principles at work in this creation.
Technically, this is not space. Where is the Bibleway Radio Choir bus headed? Heaven? Must be someplace great, with all those people running on air to catch up.
And these boys are certainly not going to space…but they’re a-travelin’ to distant lands!
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