Friday, June 19, 2009

-Rapture in the DFW-

When I was very young, my grandmother had this painting in her house that scared the ever-loving shit out of my six year old self. It was also my first introduction to the Christian concpet of Rapture.

The picture itself is violent. It's a scene just outside of Downtown Dallas with planes crashing into buildings, cars flipping and dead bodies strewn across fields with souls rising up to towards an open-armed Christ. It's a wrathful and disturbing contridiction to the image of ecstasy the word more typically brings to mind.


Now that I live in Dallas, myself, I've been hearing that people sell this piece of religious kitsch at the flea markets here, so maybe one of these days I'll pick one up. 

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