Jim Carrey’s a very strange dude.
During the mid-to-late ’90s, not only was he easily his generation’s most in-demand actor-comedian, it’s not a stretch to suppose he was among the top five most famous people on the planet. Hardly anybody’s ever gotten that famous and come out the other side with their sanity completely intact.
So maybe he’s posted some creepy but ultimately harmless YouTube videos about his adoration of Emma Stone. But compared to, let’s say, Britney Spears or Howard Hughes, overall, Jim Carrey’s handled his fame-induced madness pretty well!
In his most recent demonstration of eccentricity, Carrey composed the following mini-documentary about his relatively new side-career as an artist.
In all seriousness, this art is actually amazing. We did not expect to have to take his paintings so seriously.
Check it out below:
He says he picked up the paintbrush about six years ago when his broken heart demanded a new creative outlet. The timing indicates that he’s referring to his widely-publicized breakup with former MTV personality and current reality show nincompoop Jenny McCarthy. Frankly, I think most of us would rather be awesome at painting than dating Jenny McCarthy, so perhaps the romantic fiasco ultimately panned out in Carrey’s favor.
While we’re hardly art experts here at Midnight Pulp, Carrey’s work contains big ol’ heaps of chromatic vibrancy that we bet taste delicious with a side of psilocybin. He explains his series of Jesus paints are meant to “convey Christ consciousness” as opposed to an indication of any sort of religious conversion, which makes them pretty pictures for believers and non-believers alike.
We’re fed stories of bombastic celebrity bids for attention on a daily basis, so it’s actually a little refreshing to see the guy from The Mask of all people is more concerned with feeding his soul than maintaining his old crazysauce media ubiquity. We’ve got to wonder how many times Jim Carrey’s been offered mind-boggling amounts of money to make Ace Ventura 3, and said, “No thank you.” Based on pure speculation — or maybe an education guess — we’re imagining that’s happened at least once, and therefore, we all owe Jim Carrey a pat on the back.
I don’t know if the world needs more abstract paintings of Jesus. But I do know the world definitely does NOT need a third Ace Ventura movie.