12/19/2024
“Chiaroscuro” is an Italian term used to describe the artistic style of using light and shadow to create depth and three-dimensionality.
Griffin was found on the side of a highway right before adopted him. He bit hard and barked his face off. Yet, thirteen years of love later, he would turn into a different dog.
We laid Griffin to rest last week, and in the time Melanie and I have taken to mourn his loss, I’ve reflected back on something I read about chiaroscuro and the “cosmic motion picture”:
Creation is light and shadow both, else no picture is possible. [Good and evil] must ever alternate in supremacy. If joy were ceaseless here in this world, would man ever desire another? Without suffering, he scarcely cares to recall that he has forsaken his eternal home. Pain is a prod to remembrance. The way of escape is through wisdom. The tragedy of death is unreal; those who shudder at it are like an ignorant actor who dies of fright on the stage when nothing more has been fired at him than a blank cartridge.”
When I remember Griffin, I think of all the times he annoyed me, and I feel nothing but love. How’s that for contrast?
I want to live this way. To see the light IN the shadow. Mourning Griffin’s loss has been tough for both Melanie and I, but it’s carried a gift.
Griffin’s final lesson bestowed on us after he was gone: that even a puppy left by the side of a highway can be transformed through love and leave a gaping, tear-filled hole in the hearts of the people who loved him.
Rest in Peace, buddy. ❤️🦴