When I was in college, my friend's mom had this print hanging on the wall of her house. I remember I'd just stare at it every time I went there, fascinated by both the technical craftsmanship of the painting, and the all-out bat$#!+ insanity of the subject matter.
Seriously, I love this painting. How could you not? The sentiment it portrays is a nice one, but it goes about it in such a frakin' bizarre way that I can't believe it's real. It appears that Jesus is finally fed up with the petty bickering of the nations of the world, so he's grown to Megazord size and is knocking on the window of the U.N. building to let the representatives inside know that they'd better shape up... or else there's gonna be some urban renewal, pronto. It's not every day that you can find a piece of art that celebrates both religion and Godzilla movies-- all at the same time.
I christened the painting, Attack Of The 50 Foot Jesus, after the similarly titled B-movie. My friend's mom, she didn't think that was funny. At all. Boy, did she not think that was funny.
I wish I could find a print of this painting. I would snap it up in a heartbeat. I keep an eye out every time I go to a flea market, but so far, no luck. Maybe one of these days I'll score one.