Wednesday, January 30, 2013

St. Bartholomew, a.k.a. Captain Flaps

Hi. Do you work in the leather industry? Are you perhaps a butcher, a bookbinder or a purveyor of Florentine cheeses? If you said yes to any of these, then the saint to whom you should be praying is Bartholomew. And he’s not just any saint. He’s one of the twelve apostles that formed Jesus’s famed gang of bachelors. But this post isn’t so much about St. Bart’s biography as it is about the last sentence of his biography: He was skinned alive, or at least that’s what the most popular story says and that’s consequently how St. Bart is portrayed in art.

Have a look. Please note some artists make the odd but strategic decision to depict him holding his skin but also still wearing his skin. (Drawin’ guts is hard.)

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I really want St. Bartholomew to also be the patron saint of footie pajamas.

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2 comments:

  1. 1. Some of those sculptures are deeply fucked.
    2. That last line about the footy pajamas made my day.

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    1. 1. This is true, but because you weren't raised Catholic, you are not allowed to say it.

      2. Hee. What if you put on footie pajamas and discovered that someone else's feet had been left in them? In the foot parts?

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