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Let us love people now they leave us so fast
the shoes remain empty and the phone rings on
what's unimportant drags on like a cow
the meaningful sudden takes us by surprise
the silence that follows so normal it's hideous
like chastity born most simply from despair
when we think of someone who's been taken from us.
Don't be sure you have time for there's no assurance
as all good fortune security deadens the senses
it comes simultaneously like pathos and humor
like two passions not as strong as one
they leave fast grow silent like a thrush in July
like a sound somewhat clumsy or a polite bow
to truly see they close their eyes
though to be born is more of risk than to die
we love still too little and always too late.
Let us love people now they leave us so fast
and the ones who don't leave won't always return
and you never know while speaking of love
if the first one is last or the last one first.
/Jan Twardowski/
A photo of my neighbour and her (now deceased) dog. The dog was ailing and beyond her years, but hanging on to life and her master's love. The dog passed away less than a week after this shot was taken.
Passion was regarded as a motive power, a spring, and an incentive. Great deeds are done by those who are filled with ruah, with pathos.
-Abraham Joshua Heschel, The Prophets, The Philsophy of Pathos, pg. 38
the graffiti went up on the closed Ghanaian restaurant in Bekeley the day after Uruguay cruelly beat Ghana on penalties at the world cup. Pathos indeed
Today was a little beyond. It started when someone hacked into one of my accounts and spent $1300 on my stored credit card. Then there was the ER visit for Robin, who somehow managed to get a chunk of wood wedged halfway down her thumbnail and needed it extracted. I don’t know if it was really worth an ER visit, but the urgent care receptionist sent us there, and I know for sure I wasn’t about to try to take it out myself. The thing about today is that it’s still not over.
A set of steel and copper sculptures by J. Aaron Alderman of Brevard, NC. This is located in downtown Chattanooga near the Market Street Bridge.
Part of our rhetorical analysis of
“Apology alone isn’t enough to right this wrong,” by SC Governor Mark Sanford | GoUpstate.com (19 July 2009).
Mary Emerson, who died at age 29 in 1817, and whose infant daughter is buried next to her in Hancock Cemetery, Quincy MA.
Here side by side beneath the clod,
The mother and the babe repose,
Their spirit's rest in heaven with God,
Their bodies free from pains and woes.
A husband left,sad and forlorn,
An only sister left to mourn,
Fond parents too, and brothers left,
Her once loved form to mourn bereft.
Calm and serene, she bade farewell,
Her earthly friends to see no more.
I leave this world, said she to dwell,
With Christ forever, ever more.
The Via Crucis, Living Stations of the Cross, is an annual Good Friday tradition at St. Joseph's Catholic Church in Dalton, Georgia, USA (a 5000 family, 90% Hispanic parish). They are a loving, faithful work of the people of the community, attended by thousands.
I took these pictures when I was pastor there from 2009 to 2022. I always tried to capture the crowds, the individuals, the faces, the emotions, and the pathos of the scenes, in addition to the photogenic and thematic contrasts, colors, textures, and just plain beauty of the scenes.
Over the years, you'll see the actors change and grow up, to the point where, by 2019, the kids who were babes in arms in the early years wanted to put on their own version (the last group of photos). Many of our special needs kids played a big role.
One of the actors who played Jesus went on to West Point and is now serving our country. Other young people in these photos went on to college, but came back to serve our community in various fields, including law and medicine.
Back then, I used a Nikon D40, then a Nikon D3200. These pictures have been enhanced for color and texture with Darktable software.
Tales From The Dollie Dungeon: A Holiday Interlude
Sequence Two: in which the production commences, and pathos ensues.
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Here is another shot from the Buddhist Temple nestled in the Honolulu mountains. For the first part of the story, click: www.pathosphotos.com/archives/736.
After the meditation jam, I met up with my family and walked around the temple as the sun was starting to set. I found this huge statue of Buddha standing on a lotus flower and the sky was interesting so I shot it and processed it in monochrome to give it a timeless feel.
Elly went to a marvelous haberdashery: there were great big balls of yarn in every colour one could possibly imagine.
Photography by Shay Rowan at the first performance.
Come for the music, stay for the existential crisis.
"As irreverent as it is poignant" (Australian Arts Review), this classical cello recital plays out like a piece of performance art run by a masterly jester blurring artistry, humanity, and insanity. Featuring Suite Number One in G Major by JS Bach and personal comedic pieces crafted in Idiot classes, Karen fuses in a healthy dose of pathos tackling identity, expectations, and success through the eyes of a fool.
Winner - Tour Ready Award San Diego Fringe
Winner - Best of the Broadwater encore at Hollywood Fringe
Winner - Weekly Judges Pick in Spoken Word and Storytelling at Sydney Fringe
Nominee - Best Overall in Spoken Word and Storytelling at Sydney Fringe
Top Ten Theatre pick by Stage Raw Los Angeles
★★★★ - Sydney Arts Guide
★★★★ "comic timing as impeccable as her playing" Everything Theatre UK, London
★★★★ - The Alternative Gig Guide, Melbourne
SOLD OUT Run at Vancouver Fringe
Tickets greatermanchesterfringe.co.uk/events/delusions-and-grandeur/