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Graphic novel continues to barrel along. Most of the interior art is done sans some inking. At this point I'm trying to think of pulling the thing together as a whole, so currently working on some sketches for the cover art, as well as pagination, lettering, etc.
I would love to have this done within 2 months. That's my current goal. Time will tell: )
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
It's a drawing based off of a photo of a guy dressed up to look like Jesus. From a still of the movie, The Passion of the Christ. Donation for a church auction, last year's was martin Luther.
In recent days I've become more reluctant to draw pictures per se of Jesus. Far more apt to do it the Ben-Hur way where Christ is portrayed with face obscured or from behind, unless it's Christ portrayed in a Byzantine style piece of art. Simply because most of the images of Jesus we've seen in popular culture portray Christ almost as a bearded lady, with Prell fresh flowing conditioned hair, which places a jacked up image of Him in my mind when I pray.
Last week I turned 34...reluctantly. As I look in the mirror I feel old (I'm no longer the primary marketing target of the youth culture zombie forging entertainment industry, but I'm ...34.) I'm a 30 something.
If my memory serves me well, Christ's public ministry began when He was 30 and ended when he was 33. So ok, when I look in the mirror, I think to myself that I worship Christ who in Christian theology is believed to be the God-Man...perfect humanity, undiminished Deity, who died and resurrected when (in His humanity) He was one year younger than me. In that case He would've just been getting subtle wrinkles on his forehead and around his eyes noticable when He squinted or smiled, possibly a receding hairline or his first grey hairs, possibly more prone to indigestion and heartburn, etc.
Anyways, when he was 1 year younger than me, His mission here was complete. He was a guy my age who if he was here on Earth today, and I skateboarded with in High School or College, and if I didn't know any better I'd be like "Hey, what's up dude?" give knuckles, etc.
Or if I played with Him as a child and hadn't seen Him in 20 something years, and if I didn't know any better would be like "Hey, do you remember that one time you spent the night in 3rd grade, and we set up that huge GI Joe and Transformer battle royale in my parent's living room."
Imagine that and then finding out a week later that this fellow was something of a vagabond going around claiming to be God, had a huge cult-like following, healing Aids patients and children with Leukemia, hijacking funeral processions by raising corpses to life, and claiming that He was the final judge of the world.
What would I think?
What did Jesus's family and friends think?
They thought He was freakin' nuts.
Then Jesus entered a house, and again a crowd gathered, so that he and his disciples were not even able to eat. When his family heard about this, they went to take charge of him, for they said, "He is out of his mind." Mark 3:21
At some point at least some of His family members stopped thinking He was nuts, His half brother James for instance, (tradition records) was thrown from the pinnacle of a temple and subsequently stoned to death for his faith.
What would it take for me to believe that my brother was God incarnate?
Not trying to be irreverent, point here is Christ's full humanity and 30 years of life as a relatively normal Jewish person in first century Israel...in my lame instance placing that in the 20th century.
I listeneed to a debate some time ago on the so-called "Jesus of Faith" vs. the so-called "Jesus of History" between William Lane Craig and John Dominic Crossan. Anyways at the beginning the fellow doing the introduction gave a quote supposedly attributed to Mark Twain which said something like "It's not the things I don't understand about Jesus that bother me, it the things I DO understand about Jesus that bother me."
The longer I am a believer, the more I resound with that. A cursory reading through the Sermon on the Mount in Matthew 5-7 will not give you the kind of religion people invent to suit their fancy. The central belief of Christianity is not that Jesus was a good moral teacher who came to be a nice person teaching nice people to be even nicer.
On contrar, It's the strange belief that I and the human race are sinful reprobates, God loves us anyway, this person I may had skateboarded with or played action figures with as a child (if He had been bodily present in the 20th century) lived the perfect life in our place, bore God's wrath for us, died, and 3 days later walked out of His dark, cold, dank grave.
That is good news.