Subjugated to the land only to claim its ownership as noble right.
A summers reward.
Day in a field with friends.
Direction is harder to find as dusk falls.
This painting is in response to statements that all my painting of lately are of faeces. Something I have also been thinking. It was not an easy to change subject or no if the work was going anywhere. Am still not sure if it is any good. Milkweed is the subject from a picture I took this summer in the back field.