The story behind FUNimals is this: I had no idea what I was doing as a graphic designer. Maybe some of that is still true.
So, I started to cut & paste different animals together with objects, shapes, and colors to create a world that doesn't exist.
The floral elephant
Combining photography, graphic design, and a wide imagination, I create show posters for a variety of venues, artists, and events.
Some collages, some designs, some weird.
blood / THUNDER
By simple trust in a brutal crucifixion & beautiful resurrection, the life blood of Christ flows in our veins. It's why we declare His love in a tone that echoes like thunder. Sitting through the storm the morning after this piece was revealed, I realized "thunder cuts through all other noise."
power / PURITY
The "church" is not a physical building where we meet to appease a cosmic dictator. Rather, people under one Commander become a force so powerful that hell itself trembles. She's referred to as a forgiven Bride wielding the authority of her Husband which crushes disease, takes up the cause of the fatherless, rips through injustice, loves mercy, and willingly submits in humility to a lover who set the tone by washing feet and sacrificing His life.
as above / SO BELOW
He didn't change earth's culture by manipulating people. He was the culture of heaven. His walking around, eating, and living with people was permeated with God's passion for heaven's reality on earth. I want my life to be the same. We'll get there, here.
conqueror / SLAIN
John would lean against the chest of Jesus, hearing the heartbeat of God wrapped up in humanity. Driven by intimacy, he was present at the "slaughter of the Lamb," where he saw a God who dies for his enemies. But in his final letter, he sees Jesus alive as the Conqueror, a Lion whose enemies' blood supersaturates the ground. Why would I ever live in fear of anyone? There's no caging this One.
singing / SORROW
I’m not idiotically optimistic about pain. But, it’s real and I need a God who is real. He doesn’t look at my pain as something to be embarrassed about, brushed aside, or locked in a closet where it becomes a skeleton. He also doesn’t treat it as some puzzle that needs to be figured out by some religious know-it-all who offers cookie cutter responses that minimize what I’m going through. Rather pain, death, agony, persecution, injustice is all set openly and passionately before God. Sorrow isn’t secretive in His eyes, so I’ll keep singing. - Reflection on "A Long Obedience in the Same Direction" by Eugene Peterson, The Psalms, Revelation 2, and Job.