Ever since I became an atheist, I've been increasingly conscious, not just of how unsupported religion is, but of how deeply strange so much of it is. You know how religions that you're familiar with seem relatively normal, but religions that you're unfamiliar with often seem deeply bizarre, even surreal? Along with a lot of other atheists, I've found that when you step back from all religion, even the ones you're familiar with, they all start to seem pretty strange. (The Eucharist? Really?)
And ever since I got an iPhone, I've been noticing this strangeness show up in imagery all around me. Having a camera on me 24/7 has made me start paying closer attention to the look of the world around me generally; and it's definitely made me start paying attention to some of the more striking and unusual religious imagery in the neighborhoods where I live and work.
I've been taking photos... and I thought I'd start sharing some of the better ones. (You can click on them to enlarge if you like.)
This is the one that started it all. At first I thought it was supposed to be Jesus, and I even had a blog post all ready to go about the artist who took the phrase "Jesus H. Christ on a crutch" a little too literally. Fortunately, before I made an ass of myself, I did a little Googling, and discovered that it's not Jesus. It's Lazarus.
Still an odd thing to want in your home, though.
This is Death. There are many, many sculptures of Death available for sale in my neighborhood. I'm especially fond of this one, because of the owls perched at his shoulders, and the sack of money at his feet. (He's Death. What does he need with money?)
This is Poseidon. Fairly straightforward, actually. But I find it deeply and delightfully strange that, in the midst of the predominantly Christian, Eastern, and woo religious imagery in the neighborhood, someone decided to include Poseidon in the mix. I also like the scuba diver at his feet.
I'm not sure which Goddess of Wrath this is, but I definitely want to stay on her good side. Especially as she seems to be giving birth to... I don't know what that is. A dreidle with the face of another god, perhaps.
Death again. I could do a whole series of Death Images In My Neighborhood. With this one, I like the blending of the Death iconography with the Justice iconography; and the bony foot resting on the world just adds that special touch. And the fact that Death is wearing a skull around his neck is almost comically self- referential, even if it does have just a smidge of overkill. As it were. Dude, you're Death. You're a skeleton in a black cloak wielding a scythe that's apparently the size of Jupiter. You really don't need a skull around your neck to make yourself look more ominous.
No one of these is particularly unusual: I just like their juxtaposition. It's sort of like those "Coexist" bumper stickers in street-art form. "Can't we all just get along?"
And now for my very favorite, the religious image residing in that part of our neighborhood that is our living room:
These showed up everywhere in our neighborhood between the election and the inauguration. I'm not sure what the intent was behind them, or if they were self-mocking or serious, or what. But we just had to have one. More precisely, Ingrid just had to have one, and I griped about it and was secretly delighted. (Don't tell her.)
Anyway. I feel like I should sum these up in some clever or insightful way. But it's almost three in the morning, and I don't think I have anything to add at the moment other than: Religion. Weird.