Listener up there! Here, you! What have you to confide to me?
Look in my face, while I snuff the sidle of evening;
Talk honestly—no one else hears you, and I stay only a minute longer.

Do I contradict myself?
Very well, then, I contradict myself;
(I am large—I contain multitudes.)

I concentrate toward them that are nigh—I wait on the door-slab.

Who has done his day’s work? Who will soonest be through with his supper?
Who wishes to walk with me?

Will you speak before I am gone? Will you prove already too late?

–Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass (1900)

Thanks for your thoughts. The cool thing about this is that we aren’t even selling these images. We’re giving them away. And quite a few churches across the country have posted them.

On thing that I hope we take away from these pieces of art is: If you’re going to be controversial, be controversial in the way Jesus was. He never said something like “Sex. now that I have you’re attention let me tell you about my church” I think we’re a few years away from this thinking being the norm.

Strained, Too

I strained his poopchute
On several occassions.
Four hundred dollars.
Forty occassions?