Sunday, December 30, 2007

The New Year comes.

Since I can't help but draw and do art, I thought I would do something for Jan. 1st, which other than being the first day of the new year, is also in catholic circles, the feast of the Solemnity of Mary the Mother of God.
I did this little work as a small honor this great Mother of mothers who has been given such great titles by humanity throughout the ages: the Mystical Rose, the Morning Star, the House of Gold and so many other sublime names. 

May the new year bring peace to peoples of all creeds the wold over. 

Friday, December 28, 2007

6TH and 7th movements of Requiem up.

The 6th and 7th  movements of My Requiem for Choir and Orchestra are up.  Click on AVE CHRISTUS here for the 6th or the IN PARADISUM here  for the 7th movement to hear them (or go to right side of the page to the links).

Thursday, December 27, 2007

A sad day for humanity

My heart goes out to the Pakistani people over the  loss of Benazir Bhutto. May love of  peace and freedom win out over hatred and destruction. 

Also, If you have been following these posts, I would like to mention that the 5th movement for my REQUIEM FOR CHOIR AND ORCHESTRA, the AGNUS DEI is up.

(click on AGNUS DEI or go to the column on the right of the page for the link.)

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Greetings Everyone!

Movement 4, the  'SANCTUS' of my Requiem for Choir and Orhchestra  is up. 

Either click on the word SANCTUS above or go to the right side of the page where it is
listed with the other movements.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

The Little King

The Little King greets a shepherd.
Have a Blessed Christmas everyone.
-J R Howley

Thursday, December 20, 2007

Thoughts on the evening sky

Looking up this evening - this rather blustery evening- I noticed between the passing clouds the dark space of the beyond. A story came to mind, a story called THE DYING WISH OF A DROID.
Some years ago I thought of the idea while composing a piece of music of the same title. I imagined a place where robots go to die. One particular robot had somehow been programed with some information that it was to pass on to a was a wish. As this poor machine lie in it's last days, it saw the great depth of the skies, and made it's wish, awaiting someone to come to hear it's story before it powered down.

Friday, December 14, 2007

St. John of The Cross. 

This most wonderous man, this great poet and Christian Mystic is celebrated today throughout the Latin Church.  On Dec. 3 1577, John was imprisoned by his own Religious Order in a Toledo Prison.  There in a narrow cell for nine months he wallowed as if a common crimnal. 
Here is a sample of what he wrote during that time:
"On a dark night, kindled with Love and yearnings - oh happy chance!
I went forth without being observed.
My house being now at rest"
-Book the First:Dark Night of the Soul
by St. John of the Cross

The writings of St. John of the Cross are so profound that the Church declared him a Doctor of Mystic Theology. His writings ,The Ascent of Mt. Carmel, Dark Night of the Soul, and others delve into the way of union of ones soul with God and the steps that slowly pull the senses away from the pleasures of the passing time we call life and enter into the hidden chamber of the Divine Presence.
Pax et Bonum .

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Sunday, December 9, 2007

On thinking of the silliness of us men and our oftentimes dumb 'machismo', I made a little flash film called 'THE HUNT' - (click THE HUNT). It deals with men getting together for a hunt - all assembled with spears and chants for the great danger ahead. Will it be to face 'Turtles and Bunny Rabbits' or the dreaded Tyrannosaurus Rex?.....Hmmm... well, watch the film and find out!

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Now those of you who know me know that I don't talk about my faith nor wear various objects that show it. It is my hope that my person will to some extent go thru life unnoticed and like a little boat, leave a small wake. Yet, I hope that at least one will think I was a good man most of the time (there are some whom I have let down and for that I am eternally sorry)and that they might see any good that I might have been as simply a result of my love of God and man.

Today is Dec. 8 -the feast of the Immaculate Conception. So, in honor of the Holy Virgin, I thought I would publish this drawing I had done of her. Though it has to do more with the
moment of the Annunciation (The appearance of the angel) I thought it appropriate. The local tradition in the town of Nazareth has it that Mary was at the well drawing water when the Angel first spoke to her. Fearful, she fled to  her house only to find the Angel there as well. The rest of the story can of course be found in the Gospel of  saint Luke.  So I imagined the young virgin ( some say 12 yrs - some say 15) looking back at the well as she is leaving, wondering what in the world just happened.

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Some years ago I had the great fortune to live in Italy, among the Franciscans for quite some time. Now this was no man feat considering I had, until that time, lived a rather loose life as a blues guitar player in Los Angeles.

It was 1973 and I was in my early twenties.  I found myself walking the dusty road out of the medieval Italian town of Cortona toward the ancient Franciscan hermitage of Le Celle (The Cells). Here in the year 1211 A.D. Francis of Assisi and some of his brothers came and built some huts along a stream. Now, more than 800 years later, along comes I to stay in the old stone monastery that has survived all these years.  It was, to say the least, a most marvelous and exciting time - a formative time - for one so foreign to this remote lifestyle.
I did the above sketch thinking about these things and the great Friars of Franciscan history.

Indeed it was my time in Italy that gave me a sense of the importance of the excellence of Art.