The Rapture of the Gourd
Grace appears in the midst of friendship. The past is prelude, the future beyond reach. This is now, and all is well again.
My friend Ed, a poet, shared with me a little parable he wrote for his sons when they were young. It concerned the wonders that arose from an unlikely friendship between a field mouse and a disfigured purple pumpkin with a boundless empathy.
I have tried to capture the spirit of them in a couple of illustrations.
The Rapture of the Gourd
Grace appears in the midst of friendship. The past is prelude, the future beyond reach. This is now, and all is well again.
My friend Ed, a poet, shared with me a little parable he wrote for his sons when they were young. It concerned the wonders that arose from an unlikely friendship between a field mouse and a disfigured purple pumpkin with a boundless empathy.
I have tried to capture the spirit of them in a couple of illustrations.