Another departure from the houses to the buildings of Hancock Park
This is St. Brendon's Church in Hancock Park. I'm just going to skate past the whole religion thing--what can I say in a blog post that would do anything more than show my hatred? So let's skip the rant this time and go straight to the architecture:
It's pretty, no? I'm not an expert by any means on any kind of architecture, much less religious architecture. What little I know is telling me this is pretty standard fair for your typical medium-sized church. Still, it's a great building. My favorite part?
This. I love this so much. My friend who studies ravens in his spare time first showed me this church and for this reason: ravens have nested on St. Brendan's head, giving him a "Jesus with a crown of thorns" look taken to drag queen proportions. And with a poop-stained gown to match. I said I'd skip the rant and I feel justified since this picture says a million words.
Fictional History time: St. Brendan the Navigator sailed across the Atlantic Ocean to find the Garden of Eden. Along the way he encountered a sea monster on whose back he celebrated Easter because he mistook the monster for an island. He also met an Ethiopian devil and a man dressed entirely in hair who was fed by a sea otter. This is what you have to do to get a church named after you. People pray to this man. Not kidding.
I kind of wanted to go inside, but churches really freak me out. Has anyone else been inside and seen if it's pretty or not?