Brendan Graham Dempsey | Meaningful Making

Entry 5: Walls

Dear Cellist, Let us be forever learning. I want to acquire new skills, new arts always. I am such a novice at life... Even now, just...

Entry 4: Yes! say the jolly monks coming...

Ah, and so, dear Cellist, laughing-eyed, kind--we come to the heart of the matter. For while all this is true, and all the perennial...

Entry 3: Flood

Dear Cellist, ...Yes yes, all this is true. True, but not all. For, besides this most immediate occasion for my own individual...

Entry 2: Why

And so, dear Cellist--mon amour fantastique, mon semblable, mon frère--being apprised now of my new direction, its shape and hard...

Entry 1: A New Chapter

Dear Cellist, You know little about me, and neither do I as it turns out. So what else is there to do but paint in large letters and...

Storyboarding GOD

Some Reflections on Attempting a Digital Gasamtkunstwerk Perhaps one of the most difficult-yet-rewarding things a person can do is find...

Visionary Art, Visionary Fiction

In Search of a Genre for Creative Spirituality In the productive solitude of your artistic woodshed, the only language needed is the...

What Am I Writing?

What Is the New Critical Version of the Icon? When people learn I'm a writer, they invariably ask me what I'm writing. This is typically...

Nietzsche, Wagner, and the Fraught Modern Search for New Mythologies

in the late nineteenth century, friedrich nietzsche declared the death of God, and the image has not faded from the modern human's...