A large three-color poster printed on white book paper, made to be deployed in a variety of environments, from handing out at fat camps, modeling schools, or family reunions, or for use in decorating your grandkid’s nursery or your daughter’s jail cell. Includes a back side that carries forth with similar themes (some of the old school here may remember this from the long out-of-print Harbinger.3).

Beauty must be defined as what we are, or else the concept itself is our enemy.

To see beauty is simply to learn the private language of meaning which is another’s life–to recognize and relish what is.

Why languish in the shadow of a standard we cannot personify, an ideal we cannot live?