Mark Rothko said he was the best himself. “...those who weep in front of my paintings have the same religious experience as I did when I painted them.” The chapel is modest, dim, quiet, without photography. The country bench. Once your eyes are adjusted, the painting starts to shine, and I don’t want anyone to continue standing. I studied Roscoe and wanted to visit this church for decades. Bring these paintings to your grief and longing.