August 31, 2006
Now that he’s down . . .
. . . I can’t resist one more kick. (See Deron Bauman’s Painter of Light post and related commentary.)
Thomas Kinkade’s rural scenes have always struck me as being set somewhere in Stephen King territory, or as illustrations of some weird blend of ‘In Cold Blood’ and one of the unexpurgated Grimm’s Fairy Tales. As for the urban scenes — well, those cityscapes resemble no city on this planet. Come to think of it, though, some do suggest fifties- or sixties-era sci-fi book covers or National Geographic ‘artists’ renditions’ of Neptune’s surface.