Paradise On Earth: Between Catechism & Orgy

Acrylic on canvas
200cm x 150cm (+ 2 cm tray frame in black)

I can understand a certain enthusiasm for the Cross, but to repeat the event of Calvary every day, is unimaginable, even stupid, idiotic and masochistic, right? The SAINTS were fantastic perverts, the woman among them magnificent volcanoes of lust. Yes, all of them, frenzied by a single idea, transformed the cross into a vice. My poor chlorotic cardinals and nuns: You exist to no purpose. I have gazed upon the heavens, but sadly I have seen nothing. Give up trying to convince us. All be it that sometimes we have found God by pure deduction, but we never found Him in our heart, right?  If we found him there, we could not have followed you on your path, in your daily grimaces, parading your fits of eternity, still less in those choreographies which are you masses and your night prayer. Pure masochism to the nihilist, right? Maybe Paradise has become the phantom pain of a vanished God, right?


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