A few months ago, around Christmas I think, the wife and I attended a dinner party at my wife’s aunt’s house. When I arrived (sometime after my wife had) everyone started telling me these stories about the next door neighbor’s garage sale. My wife tells me that the neighbor was selling religious icons that were, well, somewhat altered (Or maybe I mean ‘altared’? Get it? Ha!).
Upon further questioning the neighbor, she admitted that she hadn’t actually made them, she was just selling them for an artist friend who regularly makes the items and sells them in Mexico. She thought they were “very nice” works of art and didn’t see what the whole hubbub was about.
Some of the dinner party guests who had gone next door to take a peek at the icons were shocked, others were offended, and some others thought they were pretty rad and funny. I’m going to have to side with the “pretty rad” crowd, myself. Here are the pictures my wife’s aunt’s new husband, Patrick, took, which I just found buried in my inbox.
Click to enlarge (giggity).
So what do you think? Art? Offensive? Carrots? Comment below.







