Art Every Man Can Be Reborn

Art Every Man Can Be Reborn

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If we are out of stock a new order should take no more than 1 week from time of ordering and to be shipped to you. 13 oz. Woven Art Canvas is 100% Polyester. It is a square weave archival print canvas. Printed with Archival Quality High Definition Inks, it allows for the widest color gamut available.

 ***Prints do not come pre-framed***

Option 1: 100% Polyester Canvas Print 20" x 28" Canvas only, does not come with frame.

Option 2: Poster Print 18" x 24"

STRETCHED CANVAS ON DEMAND. Email us to purchase stretched canvas on demand:

16x20-$59.95

18x24-$79.95

24x36-$129.95

What have you lost? Have you lost a job, a home, a friend or a limb? Have you lost a marriage or a brother or a father or your spirit to live? Have you lost your goals, your purpose, your self respect? Have you lost your way?

We sometimes feel useless. We are a blade of broken steel or a heap of broken stone; once useful, once powerful, once durable and able to withstand any blow and we felt that way until everything fell apart.

Everything can become whole again. Every sword can be reforged, every wall can be remade, every man can be reborn.

We who have been hurled back, and back, and back again must propel ourselves forward by any method we can. Rise up from darkened exile. Falter, halt, yet take heart.



Hope is not a place over there, but can be inside of you. Clamber upon the highest ramparts of this earth and recall the things you've heard and seen: the view of mist over a forest lake, the sound upon sea harbors when ocean waves break, fireflies rising in hot summer night, the giddy thrush's song at first light. The trembling breath of lovers, the shouts of men at war, the glory of the stars, thunderous waterfall upon rock and the brilliance of making your first silver dollar. Red eyed sunset over soaring hills, the sunken depths you plumbed and the unplowed fallows you've run and the sterile fact after fact after fact that illuminates how you have life... Let the memories of old ghosts die. Our spirit is poor but we are free to choose the pattern of our life and the paths of this vast earth and every towering summit we'll climb.

Here is art about life, death, God, virtue and honor. Take action.  Live deliberately. Live vitally. The Saint Factory is for those who want to make a difference in this world. Here we honor heroes.