The corner of a roof, against a deep blue sky, on a vacant building in Chama, New Mexico.
Blue on blue. Cracked, chipped, and peeling paint. Just a rundown, vacant old building, wasting away at 8,000 feet above sea level.
How near to our lives is the juxtaposition of this building against the sky? Next to the simplistically pure beauty of God, do we waste away, cracked and chipped? Manmade artifacts, decaying in the thin air of higher elevations. Color that is close, and yet so far from the real thing. Layers of paint that, while they mimic the hues of reality, have nothing near its steadfastness.
Curse this bondage of corruption...
- photograph © 2006 A. R. Lopez
I love this picture! Minimalist, yet intriguing. Your commentary is a bit morose, but as the book of Ecclesiastes says, better to be in the house of mourning than the house of mirth. Maybe because you learn more of truth there...
The whole look of your blog design is wonderful. I am so glad to have your blogging to read again :) For some reason I find your writing very grounding... when you comment on posts and when you have whole posts to dig into. ( that turned out to be sort of a pun, didn't it?)
Posted by: ilona | January 25, 2007 at 07:52 AM
ilona,
Thanks, as always, for your kind words.
Yes, the commentary did turn out a bit morose. Not to worry, though, because the bondage of corruption is not the end of the story and there will be another post regarding our hope.
Posted by: Rusty Lopez | January 25, 2007 at 09:08 AM