This sculpture makes me a bit uncomfortable. Naked angels usually do, you can’t really have that much dignity without some pants, at least a flimsy robe or a strip of gauze or something. But something about this is more blatantly naked than I’m ready for. Also, the poor thing is wrapped tightly around a massive column leaking yellow glop, and that, I think, spells the end of civil discourse for the day. Avert your eyes, Ethel. You don’t want to take this sight on a full turpitude.
Heaven needs to do a little work on the kind of publicity that gets around. What would happen if this picture got out onÂ The Guardian? Do they even know what that would do to attendance at the Christmas eve services? “And lo, an angel of the lord came among the shepherds, and there was a great pole dance, and a strange liquid, and they were afraid.”
Okay, I’m done. Goodnight, everybody.
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2 Responses to “Disreputable angel”
Again and again, I’m so glad I wasn’t drinking anything when I clicked on this!
That’s the best/worse look of existential angst I ever seen.