Painter of Lite

Pharyngula: I don't think anybody here fits this description

A Christian painter's brush and life were both
directed by the Lord to light and fame
(and market savvy spiritual growth
with Bible quotes and catchy trademarked name).
His artless fans have never seen the Kink-
ade known by gallery owners in the courts.
(A man for transubstantiating drink
to territorial marker--in his shorts.)
"I am the idol to these women who
are there," he says, "They sell my work... you know."
"...what kind of flirting they were trying to do
with me" (thus Thom felt fondling apropos).
When will this great man reap his just rewards--
this radiant King of Kitsch and Lord of Hoards?