It might have been back when I was in college during a Thanksgiving Break, before The Passion of the Christ was released in 2004, my grandfather approached me with a challenging and specific request to paint a crucifixion. He asked me to depict a realistic image of Jesus Christ on the cross with torn flesh and a blood covered body. I told him I’d think about it, but to be honest, I did not want to do it at all. Not until a couple weeks ago when I had a dream. I was watching myself paint on a huge canvas with a tiny paint brush with my nose inches away from the surface. I felt annoyed and walk up, throwing the brush aside, I grabbed a large palette knife and said, “not like that, like this.” It was like the other me never existed as soon as I touched the canvas. And that was it, when I woke up I needed to paint. It has taken me over 7 years to begin this painting and three weeks to finish.
I did not paint in a realistic and detailed style my grandfather wanted, but in a more energetic manner that I think he’ll like nontheless. The smooth and somber washes of the background contrasts with the body and cross, scratched and scarred, layered with thick paint that I applied using a palette knife and my hands.