Christ as the Man of Sorrows

Christ, haggard and sorrowful, weeps copiously. He wears the Crown of Thorns; its vicious spines pierce his forehead and his right eyebrow and extend menacingly outwards, accentuated by the brilliant golden radiance behind him. Blood from his wounds runs through his hair, down the neckline of his cloak and beneath the jeweled gold clasp. His bare chest is flecked with numerous small bloody gashes. Christ raises his thin left arm to reveal his wrist bound with rope. A dynamic figure, Christ looms large within the confines of the composition. He tilts his head, gaze unfocused and mouth slightly ajar revealing his teeth. One side of his cloak flies back as he gestures subtly yet meaningfully downward, perhaps to an altar below.