For years, I've been on a mission to photograph this wall. My desire came to fruition on at the end of a photography road tour along Route 66, a few minutes after sunset. We missed the last gasp of the setting sun, but its rays reflected off the clouds, casting a soft and warm glow over the scene.
Over the years, the painting became faded, and Jesus, who was apparently going to fade into total obscurity under the harsh desert sun, has been resurrected into a Middle Eastern version of a divine Hell's Angel.
With a sense of peaceful submission to the true nature of the image before me, I realized one of our best locations had been saved for the last.