see photos of the Inklings "hangout"
"I attended a Catholic Literature Conference in NH last Saturday. There were four speakers and each spoke about a different author. C.S. Lewis, Gerard Manley Hopkins, Walker Percy, and J.R.R. Tolkien were the writers discussed. Catholic Literature is very important as it is a way to transmit to the world the values of our faith and even the theology of our faith in a creative way. "
Photos of the Inklings "hangout" from my 2012 visit.
"I learned a lot about each author at the conference and confess that I have never read anything by Walker Percy though I will do so now! C.S. Lewis also was not Catholic but Christian and a very well known writer who was part of a group of English writers called the Inklings with Tolkien. Maybe you read the Narnia Chronicles!
Joseph Pearce, whose talk was called "Catholicism in the Lord of the Rings" was an engaging speaker. He told us that he gives this talk in many Colleges and Universities. When the college is a secular one, the talk is called "Unlocking the Lord of the Rings" but, he assured us, it is exactly the same talk! Tolkien was quoted as saying that the Lord of the Rings IS a Catholic book.
I am going to leave you with a poem on the Holy Spirit by Gerard Manley Hopkins, he was a Jesuit priest whose works were published after his death. I am not a huge fan of poetry but I loved this speaker Dr. Mitchell Kalpakgian who reminded us that poets see things in a different way and through their poetry they help us to see. Notice the many verbs in this poem and imagine the Holy Spirit who 'flames out, gathers, and broods. May the Holy Spirit inspire you!"
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs --
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
Source: Gerard Manley Hopkins: Poems and Prose (Penguin Classics, 1985)
Notes, Art, Photography CMJENTZ ©2013-2018
My website template has been updated. NOTES pages might have font and pictorial placement discrepancies.
All content ©LumenChristiArt.com,
Christine M. (CM) Jentz.
For comments or inquiries please
contact me. Commissions accepted.
“It is with the smallest brushes that the artist paints the most exquisitely beautiful pictures.” (St. André Bessette)