I ran across a booklet I picked up in 2001 that showcases the art of Sharon Kopriva. I really like her work even though it is grotesque. It tends to speak volumes about the worst of Christianity – which I appreciate since the caustic side of that faith was used as a weapon against me. To me, her work seems to speak to that part of Christianity that is grotesque, vial, retched, small and… well… dead.

Certainly, the Christian faith seems to come alive through books like The Sermon on the Mount, but so much of the other stuff is just damaging to the heart. The other stuff is what I see reflected in Kopriva’s art.