And the Grahams — no Renaissance popes when it comes to taste in sacred art — are mighty proud of it, showcasing the Kinkade mural “The Cross” as a highlight of your visit to the Billy Graham Library. Take a look at the thing. Kinkade writes, “As I worked it was as if heavenly light began to pour upon the canvas.”
Somehow, I imagine Kinkade painting “The Cross” while lit up like a Christmas tree on pink squirrels with absinthe floaters.
UPDATE: Joe Carter updates his great post from last summer, in which he pointed out, using illustrations, that Kinkade used to be a painter of considerable talent, before he sold out and started minting money by painting crap.