I painted this picture so that the grass in the scene resembled how my fathers hair looked as he lay in the hospital bed. It combines many symbolic themes.
Indeed it reminded me of Laurel. A Laurel wreath crown for ones head was the highest honor a roman could receive.
Timothy from the Bible that goes something like, “A new grain of wheat can not form until a seed is shed.”
In this painting I have taken that symbolism and it is seen creating a rainbow streak of light.
The painting was painted on the first piece of recycled paper that I ever made. The paper was made from my fathers old check stubs from Milwaukee Public Schools where he was a reading teacher for over 35 years.