Three separate photographs of “Ecce Homo” by painter Elias Garcia Martinez show extensive damage caused by an elderly woman who decided the masterpiece needed a little refurbishment.
But in a time of austerity, rather than calling in a professional to complete the job, the unnamed woman attempted to restore the mural herself – at a devastating cost.
The result was a botched repair where the intricate brush strokes of Martinez were replaced with a haphazard splattering of the octogenarian’s paint. Years of carefully calculated depth of expression simply washed out by copious amounts of red and brown.
That’s a nice way of saying that some old lady transformed a painting of Jesus Christ in a crown of thorns into what looks like Alice the Goon in a Hefty bag. Check this out:
Normally I wouldn’t bother posting something like this, even if it’s pretty funny, but it reminded me (after some gentle prodding by my wife) of something similar done by my grandfather the better part of about 40 years ago. He owned a small figure of St. Joseph, which he had standing on his dresser for years. It kind of looked like this, minus the bambino:
I don’t know the exact circumstances, but one day he knocked it over and the face fell off when it hit the hardwood floor. His reluctance to put out the extra cash to buy a new one combined with a grossly inflated opinion of his skills as a painter motivated him to restore the face on his own, with very questionable results:
Behold St. Joseph, patron saint of lipstick and severe astigmatism. The less said about the growth coming out of his head, the better.