The Glorious Holy Shit at the Getty Museum


The glorious Holy Shi Tzu returns from a hiatus and resumes to be a traveling mind fucked gnome. The J Paul Getty Museum brings the glorious holy shit back to the fancy glitter of American culture where busts are sculptures or cast representation of great  but dead men and women just like Jesus Christ! Jean Paul Getty was the American Industrialist who founded the Getty Oil Company
The bust of Jesus Christ is a tin-glazed earthenware done in  Montelupo, Italy on about 1500. Artist unknown so the sculptor must be the Holy Ghost himself. The bust depicted Jeus Christ while he was being presented to Pontio Pilato or your Pontius Pilate, the Roman prefect who tried Jesus Christ on a kangaroo court.  Ecce Bono...this is your man, Pontius told the people and poor Jesus suffered. He was crowned with thorns but look at his face...it's all dignity and to me, some look of defiance that could have been a mocking look, something nobody told me about in my four years of Catholic education about Jesus Christ!
The Vexed Man is my favorite bust of all, that bust was what a patient saw when I was still with Ayeddis Vahkkendjaab. The patient didn't like me because I had a sour face. The bust was done by Franz Xaver Messerschmidt, an Austiran between 1771 and 1783 while he was suffering from mental illness. 
Mary Magdalene was depicted in intimate  moments, such as during a conjugal visit, with Jesus Christ while he was dying on the cross. The sculpture seems to suggest something that the Holy Bible never mentioned: that Jesus Christ and Mary Magdalene were a couple. The highly important museum acquisition is by Auguste Rodin, the sculptor behind the thinker, the idea behind Mr Knuckles, the eroding garden sculptor I got from Vilma when I went to attend the memorial service of my Abyan in Phoenix, AZ. 
The well known Vincent Van Gogh painting  was acquired by the museum in 1990 from the Sotheby's in New York after a series of ownership exchange all the way from the asylum in Saint-Remy, France where Van Gogh spent his last years of his deranged life. The painting is among the almost 130 paintings that Van Gogh created while passing his time in the asylum's garden. 
While the museum visitors  went from room to room, it was a noli me tangere for all the collections and exhibits at the museum. Museum staff who stood at every room or corner made sure no one touched any of the exhibits. The particular 2 dimensional bust I saw at the Greek culture wing didn't even have anything said about the sculpture or the sculptor. I am guessing it's done by the Holy Ghost again.
"I thought I saw a man brought to life, he was warm he came around like he was dignified."
It was Natalie Imbruglia singing "Torn" in my mind. I thought of the bust of Jesus Christ depicted with a defiant mocking look. The artists seemed to be saying something else that the Holy Bible was not saying. 
"I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel..."
"Illusions never changed, into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.."
"My inspiration has run dry, 
That's what's  going on, 
Nothing's right I'm torn
I'm all out of faith..."

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