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An exceptional man

My Same Old 1998 Flood Story:  before this devastating flood, I had at least a couple of books that were written  and illustrated by Tom Lea.  He was an extraordinary and very talented man.

The Two Thousand Yard Stare by Tom Lea

The phrase was popularized when, in 1945, Life Magazine  published the painting Marines Call It That 2,000 Yard Stare, by World War II artist and correspondent Tom Lea.  The painting was not referred to with that title in the magazine article. The painting was a portrait of a young Marine at the Battle of Peleliu  in 1944 and is now held by United States Army Center of Military History, Forst Lesley J. McNair, Washington D.C.   About the real-life Marine who was his subject, Lea said:

“He left the States 31 months ago. He was wounded in his first campaign. He has had tropical diseases. He half-sleeps at night and gouges Japs out of holes all day. Two-thirds of his company has been killed or wounded. He will return to attack this morning. How much can a human being endure?”

ON JANUARY 29, 2001 RENOWNED ARTIST AND AUTHOR TOM LEA DIED AT AGE 93 IN his hometown of El Paso, TX, as the result of complications from a fall he had suffered the previous week. He leaves behind the monumental legacy of a seven-decade career as an artist and writer in which he used the magic of pen and brush to convey his deep passion for the desert Southwest and its people.

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imagination as the path of spirit

John O’Donohue – article by John Draper in Church Times

THE POET, philosopher, academic, and best-selling spiritual writer John O’Donohue needs coffee. “Whiskey happened last night,” he explains in a lilting, lyrical Irish accent over breakfast. He can make even a hangover sound sublime. “We drank a beautiful bottle of single malt that didn’t die without proper spiritual necessity.”

A former Roman Catholic priest, he may be the author of serene, numinous prose, but he is no effete guru. He is a farmer’s son from Conamara, in the wilds of western Ireland. His physical presence is strong, and immediately felt. He radiates energy, warmth, and mischief, and there is more than a hint of a glint in his eye. “I never read spiritual books,” he says, somewhat provocatively, since he has written two of the past decade’s popular spiritual books: Anam Cara and Eternal Echoes. “Can’t read them. The stuff on spirituality is like candyfloss,” he whispers conspiratorially. “You put a knife down through it, and you come to a spine at no point. It’s just goo. The shops are full of it, and people are consuming it.”