I’D POST A PICTURE
of a unique image of Station 14 of The Stations of The Cross if ever I could find it (my computer has haphazard files—many lots of) again.
here’s some refreshers (Come in, number 14, your time is up).
Above, one of many interpretations.
Below, an example of pubic spirited citizenry serving
mammo their fellow man men beings—
But if you really want to impress your holy friends, you need one of these—
—which the CT in me immediately screams of the similarities ‘twixt this beast and Masonic
chapels lodges. (The ‘detail’ pic below should blow up larger for you, if desired.)
But here now is the image in question—
—and despite the obvious lack of halos and things … it raises a few questions.
Now I have to rabbit through my books looking for the source. After brekkie …
“Mr Argus, Sir~!”
“Eek! … Yes, little Ollivia?”
“Sir—you’re a darned cynic!”
“… … … you are too, kid~”
“It takes one to be one, Sir!”