Wednesday, April 11, 2012
The death of Thomas Kinkade... on Good Friday
As I said, I am not much of an admirer of the Kinkade work but I do admire the artist. He was a man of some skill who probably would have received most of the critical success that eluded him if he would have shocked us instead of giving us a glimpse of a better reality than the one we usually face. His tidy little cottages and richly colored landscapes were often a diversion from the unkept side of this world and the landscapes marred by our abuse of God's gift.
I just have to admire an artist who inspires us to be better than we are instead of those who throw our faults, failings, weakness, excesses, and vulgarity right back at us, make us pay for the privilege of viewing it, and then mock our loss of hope and joy. Kinkade made a boatload of money providing us with the better version of our reality but his efforts have been universally panned as little more than the starving artist, couch sized, sofa art you can pick up at the Holiday Inn this Saturday only for $19.95 (any size). Maybe so. But I tend to think our world would be a better place if there were more Thomas Kinkades and fewer Mapplethorpes and company. But that is just me. You come to your own conclusion.