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Apr. 7th, 2007 09:28 am
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I was a bit hard on Grunewald. And the Church. So I thought maybe I'd make amends by posting a picture of the Crucifixion that I like.

Ummmm.....

Perhaps the truth is I don't like any pictures of the Crucifixion.

They're all trying to manipulate me. 

Besides, naked blokes with beards don't do it for me.....

And then I thought of this one.

Masaccio.  

The Jesus is the least thing about it. 

The people you remember are God the Father and Mary the Mother- figures of immemorial dignity. 

This isn't the picture of a guy being tortured to death. It's the picture of a Mystery.

Masaccio was the first painter to master the third dimension. And it's not just about trompe l'oeil.  

It's about creating a doorway, a gateway, a portal .

Image:Masaccio 003.jpg


 

Date: 2007-04-08 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] oakmouse
*g* Again, agreed. I do like one thing about the Buddhist concept of hell, though. If one must believe in hell, at least one can believe in hell as a temporary process with a definite end. It tickled me no end, as a former Catholic (this was before I became a pagan), to learn that one gets OUT of Buddhist hells. They're not eternal. Even Avici Hell has an end. Admittedly that one goes on for a very long time, but still it's not permanent. I loved that little plot twist.

I do enjoy the demons in the jigoku zoshi; they're so outrageously campy. Almost as much fun as Hokusai's manga.

Date: 2007-04-08 09:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poliphilo.livejournal.com
I tried to write a poem once about the Buddhist hells. It began- as I thought- promisingly enough but I could never find an ending for it.

I was going to "treat" you to the promising opening, but I find I've forgotten most of it.

Date: 2007-04-09 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] oakmouse
Pity --- I like your poetry.

Date: 2007-04-09 08:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poliphilo.livejournal.com
Thank you.

This was a poem I kept going back to for years. Eventually I abandoned it. There may be a hard copy floating around somewhere but I doubt it.

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