November 12, 2014    

Chris McDonnell, UK 

What price a piece of stone?

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chris@mcdonnell83.freeserve.co.uk

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Recently in a sale at Sotheby’s, two pieces of 20th Century art were auctioned.

 Giacometti’s 1951 bronze Chariot, sold for $101m, while Modigliani’s Tete fetched $70.7m, a 1911-12 stonework never before auctioned and which set an auction record for the artist.

 Now in any story, that is a great deal of money. How do we place a value on a work of art?  Without doubt both Giacometti and Modigliani were great artists who made a significant contribution to our experience of shape and form. A number of reproductions of Modigliani found a home on my office wall, before retirement.

 Back in the 90s, when we visited Liverpool with a group of children, we looked into Liverpool Tate and there was the Giacometti piece Walking Man     I made little comment, just sat on the gallery floor with the children and looked at the silent movement of this tall, thin man striding across the room.  Stunning, creative work by brilliant artists, but what determined the Auction prices paid for these pieces? Is it justified?

 It is this value system that Francis has questioned on a number of occasions. He was quoted in the Guardian ( September 2013) calling for “a global economic system that puts people and not "an idol called money" at its heart, drawing on the hardship of his immigrant family as he sympathised with unemployed workers in a part of Italy that has suffered greatly from the recession”.

 And he has challenged us to reflect on our own life styles, asking those tasked with the responsibility of care to share their faith by the example they give. There are many instances of people who put people first, whose lives are spent caring for the lives of others. They do not value everything by a monetary price, for their value system is different. It is a living experience of the Sermon on the Mount.

  The life of Dorothy Day, founder of the Catholic Worker movement in New York City , was a world away from that Sotheby’s  Saleroom, for her focus was on people, the difficulties of their lives and the immediacy of their needs.

 

         Only a few days ago a well known and highly respected writer died at the age of 90. A Scot, born in a small village, later moving to a tenement building in Glasgow, Gerard Hughes entered the Jesuits and was later to become Chaplain of the University in that ship-building city on the Clyde. He became famous for his original and fine writing, the book most widely known, “God of Surprises”, is reflective of our own times, for God is indeed surprising us through the ministry of Francis, Bishop of Rome.

 In a Sermon in Rome this last October, Francis said “They did not understand that God is the God of surprises, that God is always new: he never contradicts himself, never says that what he had said was wrong, ever, but he always surprises us. And they did not understand, and closed themselves in this system created with the best of intentions.”

 Commenting on this book, Gerald Priestland wrote:

 God of Surprises is one of the great books of spiritual guidance, a lovely, wise and lucid book of deep humanity. Above all, it is a useful book- a book to be used by those who find it hard to forgive themselves: the stumblers and agnostics who hardly dare believe that God is within them”

 Writing on the Tablet website, Fr Dermot Preston SJ, in paying tribute to the priest whose books made him an international best-seller, and endeared him to generations of searching and questioning Christians, said that

 Fr. Hughes had touched the lives of thousands of people who probably would not have encountered Christ through the institutional Church. By articulating his own questioning, he allowed others to question the role of God in their lives and in the world”.

 Only last week I bought Gerry Hughes’ final book “Cry of Wonder”,  just published this August. I very much look forward to reading it.

  May he rest in peace.         

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