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It had been the longest winter in my living memory. Colder, more snow, and lasting well into April. When spring finally came, the returning song-birds sang with divine tongues. The trees burst to life and smell of rain filled the air. I couldn't help but be filled with a giddy joy at the sights, smells, and sounds of a world, half-forgotten, beyond silent drifts several months long.

I am both a religious thinker and an artist. My undergraduate work was in the graphic arts, and my graduate studies were in the philosophy of religion and theology. As the son of a high school art teacher, I was raised in an environment that held as sacred the simple act of slowing down and noticing that which we typically take for granted. My work in theology has taken this insight into its very heart. I've been fascinated with the idea of salvation and the way that forms of prayer which emphasize stillness, silence, and release make room for its experience. These theological sensibilities are almost identical with the generative moment in the creative process. Creativity is, in its essence, the bringing of newness into the world. It's...