{jesus on a stick } judy wolf I like praying to Jesus. Especially because he's bleeding. I love the crucifixion. Not because I've accepted Christ as my savior so much as that I just love the gory detailed drama of it all. I'm sure he was an amazing man, and you'd think that in this wreck of a house my family was catholic or something with all the damn crucifix's I have. I'm just a collector I guess. Like a person who collects coins or ships in bottles. I like the Jesus on the cross bleeding and in agony. My mom only let's me keep them in my room. She hates them. Once she got a molar pulled and it got infected and she was in so much pain I pictured her on the cross too. In fact I made that in art. My mom on the cross, nailed down, bleeding from her gums, wearing her ugly, dirty bunny slippers. I got called to the psychiatrist's office at school for that one. I dress like I go to catholic school like my friend Tyra who goes to Our Mother of God. It's a public school but this way I don't have to think about what to wear each day like the dumb nim rod other girls who go here. They straighten their hair and curl their hair and rip their jeans on purpose and wear lipstick so boys will want to put their cocks in their mouths. I just wear my hair pulled back in a headband and never wear lipstick. My art teacher though pulled me aside and wanted to put my crucified mom in a gallery of his boyfriend's. I said yes. My mom hated it and I got in a lot of trouble. So I thought it would be safe there. Just for my art teacher I made another crucifix of Jesus getting a blow job by the pope. That one sold for $1,000 and almost got the gallery closed down. My mom doesn't know I'm making this money. I am saving it to move to New York, so I can buy a Great Dane named Daisy and make crucifixes all I want with no one to tell me what to do. Except for my landlord maybe. I'll have to work to pay rent. So I guess they will have a say in things. I'd like to work in a coffee shop. I could bring my cool dog, Daisy and draw Jesus all day long and maybe get them in a show. A traveling Jesus Brigade. New York is really far away from Denver. And there are lots of gay gallery owners there who would maybe appreciate Jesus getting blown by the pope. I could do a whole series of Jesus getting blown maybe. By nuns, alter boys, catholic school girls, that St. Paulie's girl on the beer bottle. I like that one. I'll have to take one of those bottles from the fridge while I go out on the roof and smoke and draw that one for my next sculpture. My parents never see me out here on the roof and my dad thinks he drinks all that beer. I can't wait to buy Daisy. |