Artist Thomas Kinkade–whose paintings featured bucolic, idealized landscapes and homespun visions fraught with cloyingly twee Christian themes, as though Rick Santorum’s frothy dream of America spilled out of his well-lubed head and splattered on a canvas–has died at age 54. And the faux-art market world is one ego smaller.
Calling himself “The Painter of Light,” a phrase originally used to described the 18th-century classical painter J.M.W. Turner and copyrighted by “Thom” (as he liked to spell his diminutive), Kinkade graduated from Art Center of Design in Pasadena, and began his lucrative career by painting insipid landscapes his mother would like and selling them out of the trunk of his car in parking lots. He cited both Norman Rockwell and Andy Warhol as his inspirations. His career, which earned him over $50 million, left a sad trail of bankruptcies and disillusioned acolytes, while his vapid art earned him the sobriquet “Painter of Lite.”
Kinkade’s works were mass marketed on puzzles, tree ornaments, gift cards and assorted other pop culture items, including furniture, as well as being (the horror the horror) used as guides for planned communities, and sold through television on QVC. He also launched a series of franchise galleries peddling high-end mass-produced reproductions of his art, which were created at various price markers. Each image:
is digitally photographed, transferred onto a plastic-like surface and glued onto canvas. Each print visits “highlight artists,” mostly Hispanic and Asian hourly workers. In a paint-by-number style, they add a dot of red to a tree here, a dash of white to an interior light there…
There are nine versions of each reproduced image, from Standard Numbered editions, for a few hundred dollars, to Studio Proofs that feature a textured canvas, more highlighting and Kinkade’s machine-etched signature — compete with his DNA, courtesy of mixing the ink with the painter’s hair and blood.
In 2003, Karen Hazlewood and Jeff Spinello
sued the artist and his company, then called Media Arts Group Inc., alleging that he’d used his Christian faith as a tool to fraudulently induce them to invest in a Thomas Kinkade Signature Gallery…From 1997 through May 2005, as many of the galleries failed, Kinkade reaped more than $50 million from his prints and licensed product lines, according to testimony in the case. By then, the number of Signature Galleries had dwindled to fewer than half of what they once numbered…Kinkade was not singled out in the panel’s fraud finding, but it noted that he and others at the company created “a certain religious environment” designed to get prospective gallery owners to trust the company.
Instead of paying the couple, Kinkade’s Pacific Metro Company filed for bankruptcy, which put an automatic stay on payment of the judgement. Kinkade’s lawyers had appealed to the Supreme Court to set aside the judgment, but the Court upheld the award.
A hardcore Christian–his four daughters all have “Christian” as the middle name–Kinkade claimed to derive inspiration for his many of paintings from Biblical verses, and saw his paintings as a kind of evangelism. And a way to make money.
If my work became unpopular tomorrow, I’d receive that message. And because I’m a servant of art, I’d say to our culture, ‘Culture, how can I reflect who this nation is and what it needs?’ And then I’d go deliver it.
In 2010 Kinkade was arrested for a DUI. His family says the artist died of natural causes. And if he rises on Sunday, the art world is in big trouble.
Somethingawful.com features some wondrous parodies of Kinkade’s paintings.




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Where’s my Kinkade Cthulhu :(
I want a Kinkade Cthulhu too.
Okay, so he’s a 54-year-old San Francisco self-alleged Fundie male who drops dead at an early age and the family won’t say what killed him.
Is it just me?
Well… to be fair, Kincade lived in the more high-end Silicon Valley suburb of Los Gatos… and another acquaintance of mine – female & not gay – also recently dropped dead suddenly of a massive heart attack at age 55. So… while I’m no lover of Kincaid’s mass-produced, uh, “products,” I’m not so sure that his death is anything more than untimely.
That said, I never got the appeal of his “work,” although my parents loved his junk.
The fact that “Thom” professed to be a vast, great “Christian” whilst ripping people off just goes with the territory. Typical.
“Thom provided a wonderful life for his family,” his wife, Nanette, said in a statement. “We are shocked and saddened by his death.”
Really^^!? I want my family to say how much they loved me andgross me and how much fun we used to have. “good provider”? She must not have liked him very much.
Ps why are there slashes in my quotes?
Autocorrect hates me. Miss me, not gross me. No slashes, either.
Oh, indeed.
This comment by his wife on his passing is, erm, interesting:
The first public statement she makes is not something like “He was a wonderful husband and father”, but “Thom provided a wonderful life for his family”.
To me, it reads a bit too much like she’s saying “He made us all filthy rich and we’ll forever be grateful to him for that”. That’s what you might say about a distant multimillionaire cousin who you never met but for some reason made you the sole beneficiary in his will. It’s not what you’d say about a beloved life partner whose sudden, unplanned loss you feel keenly.
Autocorrect hates me, too.
A couple of years ago, we were on the coast of Oregon, and stopped by one of those Christmas shoppes to pick up a remembrance ornament for our family Christmas tree.
One was a Kincaid Christmas Cottage, done in plaster of Paris, with a tiny candle light in the window, done with one of those special spots of paint. It was the most expensive ornament in the place, at $25.
We were trying not to be rude about it, but I’m not sure we succeeded.
Thank you, Lisa, thank you! Ever since I saw this earlier today I’ve been trying to think of the right words to use to describe his “paintings.”
For the man himself, it’s easy: fraud.
The “art” – omygod. I’m hardly a sophisticated appreciator of art, but Kinkade an artist? His work (I won’t call them paintings or art) “beautiful?” I’d call them a joke if he hadn’t made so much money at it.
He and his wife were separated two years ago or so–his live-in girlfriend found him and called 911. Maybe that accounts for the matter-of-fact tone…
How
typicalsurprising for such a devout Christian husband!Here is a quote from patch.com article: “Jeanine Bugh, wife of former Monte Sereno mayor Curtis Wright— a friend of Kinkade’s—said the painter and wife Nanette attended several of their winter solstice and dinner parties at their Grandview Avenue home. “They had been so proud of their longtime marriage, but in recent years, they lived apart so that Thom could be the ‘free spirit of an artist.’ The ending of an era. We miss him already,” she said.”
Yes. It’s just you.
What a bullshit diary. Who cares what religious beliefs the artist had? He painted pretty pictures.
I like them. Until now, I had absolutely no idea about the artist’s personal beliefs. I didn’t care when I first saw his works, and I don’t care now.
At least he painted his own shit, unlike Steve Jobs, who you probably mourned.
Thanks for giving me a heads-up on any future posts you make, Lisa Oil-Building.
Terrifying. Funny!
Sorry for his family and friends, but the world is definitely a better place without his “art.”
Don’t think I ever heard of the guy.
Well at least you have the right handle.
Ohio Barbarian. Fitting moniker.
You are a very lucky man. Even luckier if you have never seen the tawdry kitsch he sold for grossly inflated prices.
“Have fun storming the castle!”
I freely admit to being a Philistine; I just have no eye for art at all.
Let’s just say that it made Hallmark cards and jigsaw puzzle pictures look good.
So, the kind of thing you find on the wall at Motel 6?
Exactly!
The ‘artist’ had such a high opinion of himself that he probably only sold to Motel 12 and higher. He was, however, a good business man … or public relations/marketing man. I never could figure out why someone would pay $10k for a picture that I saw every time I visited my dentist’s office.
Unnecessary roughness. I don’t know what the penalty is….but it may be that people will be less likely to read your diaries.
Steve Jobs was a painter?
American lemmings were drawn to his paintings like moths to light*. How’s that for mixing metaphors?
*Kincaide Light, registered trademark.
No, but then neither was Kinkade really.
I first encountered Kincade’s work while wandering round a mall in Tampa – one of his signature galleries no doubt. I remember trying to find some art in the place and being accosted by a salesman glowingly describing a Kincade painting on an easel. I kept expecting Ashton Kutcher to pop out or something. After a few minutes I realised he was serious. “You’re kidding me, right” I said, “this is garbage. Don’t you realise that?” I’m still not sure if the guy was that invested in the crap or not.
Thanks for your comment and for wanting to read me future posts, though I don’t know what “Oil-Building” means!
In this case the artist’s religious beliefs substantially informed his art. He based some of his paintings on Biblical verses and said that God was his art agent. And if you note the comments of the bankruptcy panel–and the evidence presented by the those filing for bankruptcy–Kinkade’s religion and the religious environment fostered in his organization led those who bought franchises to sell his art to believe that the company was run on Christian principles. Apparently Kinkade and his corporations interpreted Jesus’ words differently than those who bought his franchises.
Kinkade is technically a good painter. His work shows an underlying understanding and execution of classical painting. He is able to draw the viewer into the painting and to cause the eye to move aroudn the painting by utilizing contrasting colors, as well as light and shade. His subject matter tapes into the emotions–almost anyone who has seen a Kinkade either really likes it or loathes it. As his work does provoke very strong emotions/reaction, not unlike those cause by the Impressionists, one could call it “good” art for that reason. To quote the American conceptual painter John Baldessari: “If I saw the art around me that I liked, then I wouldn’t do art.”
he was the puzzle guy? cool!
Another faux Xtian bites the dust. We’re getting there.
Awesome!
Kinkade gave all his money to the poor? Cool!
“Oil-Building” = Derrick (as in Oil Derrick).
Certainly did not seem to withdraw from the world as Rabbi Yeshua enjoined his followers to do.
He did donate $ to Make a Wish Foundation and to other charities. But um, not all of his money. He was inspired by Walt Disney and Norman Rockwell, as well as Andy Warhol, and he once at Disneyland he peed on a statue of Winny the Pooh.
“Christian” business of any kind seems to have come to mean 30-40% of product amount for triple the price.
Bastard.
Lisa, brilliant first paragraph. And thanks for the Something Awful link.
Kinkade was a genius in the commodification of Christianity. He gave his many millions to the poor as his “savior” commanded, I’m sure.
Lisa,
I think it’s interesting he saw Norman Rockwell (and Walt Disney) as inspirations. He was more an illustrator than fine artist, if such a distinction can be made.
My best friend has a Kinkade painting. A gift from his Mom. I’ve teased him about it. (He gets mad.) When I texted today about Kinkade’s death, he texted back his artwork has doubled in value!
I hate the 1%.
I like Maxfield Parrish better, FWIW.
Parrish is awesome.
Why do those 1%ers even bother buying art. Should just frame their Walmart stock certificates.
Thom’s early originals now trade in the six figures. Later originals are not for sale and are locked in vault, with a limited number of reproductions made at various price points. Your friend should SELL!!! Especialy before the family cashes out and really starts commercializing his work. Though it’d be hard to see how:
Thomas Kinkade’s Winnie the Pooh sculpture Winnie the Snowbear reminds us, “Don’t eat the yellow snow!”
It is all about the status competition through conspicuous consumption. You are not really rich unless you spend lavishly, like car elevators in your new third mansion.
Mitt Happens.
Oh, how cute! A nickname!! The use of “Derrick” to describe a structure around an oil pump comes from an ancestor of mine, the venerable chief executioner of Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth I, who designed a nifty new form of the gallows which was later adapted to house oil rigs.
Actually, the derrick is used to house the drilling operation. The pumping is done by these things.
I love visiting the Parrish painting at the Palace Hotel in SF. Parrish was a commercial illustrator, and I was lucky enough to see many of his original paintings on display in Los Angeles at a gallery.
I do love the Pre-Raphaelites like John William Waterhouse, as well artists like Aubrey Beardsley, Harry Smith (the Ango-Irish illustrator and stained glass artist00saw his stuff on display in DUblin) and Beresford Egan.
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Time for me to toddle off. Take care all.
Thanks, mechanics confuse me. But the history of the structure is kinda creepy cool. For 8th grade medieval history we had to dress up as a medieval character, so I came as my ancestor. Mom made me a black short robe and hood, and I wore red tights and carried a rubber axe. Goth forever, baby!
Ohio Barbarian: Sorry, but you don’t think much of art do you?…up on kitsch though, I’m sure.
Lisa, Good to tell the facts about this silly unimaginative man but I really don’t think the art world cares if he rises on Sunday and doesn’t. His work is irrelevant to art and it’s a stretch to say he is a skilled painter. He wastes a lot of people’s eyes.
Indeed.
Lisa Derrick @ 32:
Thanks for that analysis of Kinkade’s work. You got me thinking, and you’re right! He was actually a skilled painter! He is to painting what Steven King is to novels. It’s a shame that a skilled writer like King has to drag every novel through unrealistic and implausible horrors simply because that’s ‘what people buy’… which is the same reason Kinkade painted what he painted. It made money.
For that matter artists of the Renaissance did their things for the money. I believe that goes for Mozart and Beethoven, etc. also. And Parrish, and Disney, and Rockwell. True artists, who create for reasons other than financial reward, are few and far between. We seldom hear of them because in our world renown is based on financial success.
To my knowledge King hasn’t enriched himself by going around ruining other people financially.
that was a reply to RodL2@59
I had no idea Kinky’s followers were such a rabid bunch. Sorta makes sense though since most of them are Republicans.
You must be very proud. “g” (“Sorry yer majesty, the application read ‘Head of State,’ there were nuthin’ ’bout a body…”)
“Bastard” ?! This may have been his one and only redeeming act.
Lots more deserving targets than pooh-bear.
Bravo!
Indeed – Parrish is fabulous.
CHICO. Boss, here’s a framed, genuine reproduction of a Thomas Kinkade painting, you can have it for 50 bucks, cash.
GROUCHO. Who’s Thomas Kinkade?
CHICO. He’s a famous painter. He’s a-dead now. This is a steal at 50 bucks, Boss.
GROUCHO. How much for just the frame, without the painting?
CHICO. You couldn’t afford it.
Edward Burne-Jones!!!
“Who cares what religious beliefs the artist had?”
Possibly the people he defrauded by pretending to be a Christian and playing on their beliefs for his personal gain. . . ?
If you like his paintings and they make you happy, don’t let his personal life bother you. Keep on liking them.
Kinkade painted specific themes that appeal to a middlebrow audience. And he painted what he did not only to make money but because he believed in his art work as evangelism–that he was spreading the word of God as he knew Him (in Kinkade’s case, he knew God as a male figure, with a Son, begat of a Virgin).
Kinkade’s art has made those who buy them happy, though his franchisees were not thrilled by the glut on the market.
His idealized landscapes evoke in some people an nostalgic (Greek: nostos “homecoming” + algos “pain, grief, distress”) sentiments for a time that never was, kinda like Rick Santorum pining for the “Father Knows Best”/”Ozzie and Harriet” America that ended–if it ever existed– right around the time he started first grade.
I was on a house tour some years ago — one house had a Kinkade in almost every room. I didn’t know where to put my eyes.
“Go to the liiiiiiiight”
Margaret Keane, tho, now there was an artist.
Or a utopia, which means, nowhere.
Well, to be fair, these are folks who think they can live forever in paradise by uttering some magic words. Their business acumen regarding cost-benefit analysis seems a little weak.
And shackled by her husband:
Heh heh, good!
Snow White? Uncle Remus?
Well, my painting of Graceland from the Modern Baroque Era of Painting sur Velvet, the 1970′s, is much more valuable than the Thom Kinkade Graceland 50th Anniversary piece. Even if it is unsigned.
I’m pretty certain there’s a statue of Walt someplace.
Snark alert. Crap, by either Keane.
Scary…such a clumsy painter gets this devotion for trite propaganda!
No wonder ever artist I know and respect personally has a straight job too!
Visual literacy is isn’t universal and forget connoisseurship.
It’s true and if he’d been a woman he’d never have gotten a foot in the door no matter WHAT his religion was.
Guys don’t like it that their “creative turf” be impinged upon by females, they figure we can just go have babies. But if you’re a good-looking guy, you can walk into any gallery with a bunch of shit under your arm and they fall all over you
That said, I’ve noticed that most of the significant art of of our Western culture has been produced by madmen.
PS: I’ve been an artist all my life and never took a straight job…that doesn’t mean I’ll ever be famous even tho I could paint this guy out of the room
What a delicious tribute to a self-deluded man who battered the art world and preyed upon the poor fundamentalists who thought Jesus told him to be a painter – rather than a Republican candidate for President (even though he had the cred).
Thom left us a world of bad (but not cheap) art and left other painters a low bar to trip over if they aren’t careful.
Thomas Kinkade: “Painter of Shite” (TM)
Good grief. What is everyone so exercised about a guy who was just trying to make a living…and unlike most us, did. A lot of people liked his stuff. So what . Are you better than them?
mixing hair and blood into paint …. that’s creepy (if he actually did that) …. for an additional cost.
As someone once said about Kenny G’s version of jazz, “Thomas Kinkade is for people who like the idea of art, but not art itself.” Its very safe.
Kinkaid got people who couldn’t afford it to “invest” in his art. I met some of those folks. They took their kid’s college money and their retirement funds and “invested” in his art because he told them the price would go up.
They knew nothing about art – but they trusted another “christian” and felt that they were getting in on the ground floor of something big. Kinkaid was a charlatan.
He did the same thing with his franchised galleries. We wiped out the savings of his followers – he took their money and left them hanging.
His “fortune” was made on the backs of people whose trust he abused.
You can google and read up about his nasty business practices….unregulated vulture capitalism at it’s worst.
Hi, artist here too, I suspect older than you and probably no wiser but certainly as content..I often held a straight job teaching in and out of art museums…evenings learning to think making objects, even if they sat in crates.
To Easyrider 1969:
I am exercised because art is my lifework, my deepest knowledge base, my communication process, my profession.
A charlatan like Kinkade in Art is no different than a charlatan like Romney in Politics.
Both degenerate the human condition and harm the soul with false pablum.
Well, DrDick, coming from your handle, I suppose you have a point…..
Touche’!
Thank you!
If you’re really lucky you’ve never seen the ones he did for Disney, that they turned into cross-stitch kits. I wouldn’t even give one to someone I hated: they’re more like nightmares than dreams.
It’s his self-promoted image whihc is so much at odds with reality. (His art is crappy kitsch. or kitschy crap.)
Leaving aside Kinkade’s religious beliefs and business dealings, of which I knew nothing till he died, I want to address appreciation for his art with a comparison to music.
Not everybody has the same taste in music. No one likes everything and there is nothing that is liked by all (not even “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”). Whether or not I like a piece or style of music, if it brings enjoyment to an audience, then it has value.
I don’t own any Kinkade paintings or reproductions. I still recognize that he was talented and that many people enjoy his work. I enjoy looking at some of his paintings, even if they are not the kind of thing I would buy. The point is that I am not in the position to decide for everyone else what they should or shouldn’t like, and I’m not going to try to make them feel bad because they like something that I don’t. Instead, I’ll be happy for them that they’ve found something harmless that brings them pleasure.
Back in the 1960′s, there was a variety of Beatles merchandise and they even had their own cartoon show. Did that make them bad musicians or awful people?
If your friend – or anyone – loves his Kinkaid print…let him love and enjoy it in peace.
I make my living as a classical oil portrait painter and am hyper-aware of what hangs on people’s walls. I’ve seen some awful stuff that people are pleased as punch that they own. Who are we to step on anyone’s appreciation of “art”? That anybody cares enough about art to buy it earns my kudos.
That said, many people have more money than brains and they buy really bad art. An unsophisticated aesthetic is something that a basic art education would cure. But it isn’t offered in the public schools across this nation and it won’t happen.
People love what they love and that doesn’t make it right – but it does make them happy so I leave it alone.
That said, Kinkaid was a grifter – a con man who knew how to sell bad art (yes, it really is “bad” with no wiggle room here). That someone has pride in owning a Kinkaid is probably a good thing. But shame on Kinkaid who tricked unsophisticated “believers” into “investing” in bad art in order to take their life’s savings.
Compare Kinkaid to Bob Ross (Mr. Happy Trees): Ross won’t hang in any museum either, but he made art fun for people who might have felt intimidated by art. He never took advantage of anyone and got many people to paint for fun and pleasure. He game them enough instruction to satisfy themselves with the result. Bob Ross really was a painter for the masses. He brought painting down to earth and made it accessible – and I loved him for that.
Art is manipulative–it evokes a visceral response. Truth in art is relative. Kinkade admitted he was ascertaining what certain people wanted and asking them to pay what the market would bear3333333333333333(sorry,cat had to contribute). It pushed my revulsion button like just about everything but Nature does. And he was human, and like the rest of us was going to die. He just made choices, and who knows how he felt about them at the end–he was not his art, ultimately. I can’t be disappointed about his choices, only my own.
I am trying to resist going into my art educator mode but art and politics do mix. Looking at art to find meaning is harder than many viewers want to work.
Art is communication. I can understand and agree with what someone says and dislike how they say it. Like/dislike just describes a person’s superficial impression. People seldom use those two words to describe images they have deeply understood.
Like/dislike can be a motivation to keep a person in conversation with a visual image long enough to look until seeing/thinking. Instant dislike (and a natural distrust of cults) was my motivation for extended viewings of Kinkade factory art. Technically they are clumsy- perspective is often off- not deliberately skewed for meaning- just imperfect, lighting is idealized, colors are Lisa’s word insipid. I challenge anyone to compare the real visual world to “realistic” paintings of Kinkade. (and don’t hide behind the the historical cottage imagery). The images are schemas for “contentment of the past” & “comfort in the past”.
Enjoying the art conversation with Kinkade’s work is to wear rose glasses that are not your prescription; to disengage memory’s logic; to pine for the cultural lies of yesterday; to rest in monoculture and a satisfaction in good enough mediocrity of the visual world. Of course, that makes a lot of people feel good and serves conservative political goals.
well put, Palli.
you sound like a fine art educator (even when ‘off-duty’!)
most people buy art because it makes them feel something they want to feel.
Good comment.
Thanks, Nycterrierist, I was reluctant to post. I’m glad now I put off the studio a few minutes.
Ansel Adams had a great comment directed at photographs but also works well here:
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept”.
I’m thinking of doing some Velveteen paintings like the ones you buy in Tijuana of Jesus and Matadors. When I went to school in Calif. I had one on my wall. They sell great, poor taste is soooo in in America, how else could creatures like GW BV$H , Nixon, and the like ever become President. Kinkaid stuff is of that genre of VOLK art. He’s a true master of the Religio/Americana art form.
Thanks, Palli! I hope you’ll post for Art Saturdays here at MyFDL!
There is a real life manifestation of Kincaid’s art and it’s called Celebration, Disney’s planned real estate community in Florida. A designed environment that Paddy Cheyefsky predicted in Network (1976) with Arthur Jensen addressing Howard Beale (Network 1976):
Now and then though, reality breaks through.
http://www.itulip.com/forums/showthread.php/17760-Celebration-Florida
As for Kincaid’s art work, as art? It has a mass market appeal, leading some wags in Carmel to refer to the Painter of Light as the Printer of Money.
Most of my friends are fine artists. Some of them are quite successful. Most of them continued working as painters, sculptors, printmakers or pottery even if it did them little good financially. We all spent years learning NOT to compromise our expression and skills. It is a philosophy as well as a life style.
Kincaid was not an artist.
But Gunter Grass is.
All True -
But written (“if he rises on Sunday, the art world is in big trouble”) so as to put the Christian part of his life down – and that gets old quickly.
The errors in business and personal life and relationships he made are not unique to either atheists or the religious – or to Christians who today are celebrating Easter (indeed the FDL pattern is to highlight “Christians are not perfect” on any Christian holy day – and that does get old – looking forward to the day atheists are mature enough to pass on writing such for such days).
The art as you note is thought good by most folks – but YMMV – and if YMMV was the point of the article that is fine. But it reads as a put down of imperfect Christian. And that was not needed – if only because it is not a valid criticism of his art world. As a review of his art the article gets a failing grade – it is lousy art history, even allowing for the short length. As a rant against all Christians that are not perfect, feel free to give yourself whatever grade you like. As an obit on the mans life in your haste to put him down you ignore the many artists that try to increase income via mass production – at least as far back as the 16th century “studio” and “assistants” and the name fellow only “finishing” the piece – if that. If your rant is against the protection against lawsuits afforded by the corporate structure in America – I join with you in that thought – but wonder why it was thought important enough to be a part of such a short bio. and indeed why it was thought to be on topic.
RIP christian fundamentalist hack, may wallmart continue to sell your paintings in plastic frames to middle aged losers with no taste.