Thomas Kinkade, “Painter of Light™,” Once Peed on Winnie the Pooh
“Wholesome Christian values” apparently meant driving drunk, fondling women, and fleecing investors.
Here at Cappuccini, there are few things we enjoy more than shining a spotlight on people who are irredeemably awful. Not just awful at what they do, but also awful as human beings determined to enrich no one’s lives except their own.
Low hanging fruit, you say? Sure. But no one can argue that low hanging fruit isn’t just as delicious as the kind you have to climb the tree for.
You remember Kinkade. Artistically, he was right up there with drunk clowns leaning on lamp posts, velvet Elvises enjoying pride of place above dirty chintz couches in double-wides, and any other scenic landscapes available at “quality retailers” like Walmart.
Kinkade is what you get when you add white nationalism with just a touch of church granny and then give it a paintbrush. He’s schmaltz, nostalgia, and Cheez-Whiz wrapped in bacon. He’s what happens when you let a teenager get knocked up in the bathroom of a Chick-fil-A. But he also happened to be one of the most successful painters of the 1990s and continues to sell millions of dollars worth of paintings today.
