My Grandpa Johnston, a life-long farm boy, never ceased preaching the wisdom of owning and protect the farmland. Often he used the story of the goose that laid the golden egg to make his point.
I didn’t begin this painting with the intention of illustrating this story. I began by playing with tar gel, gloss gel, and my carved wheat sheaf stamp. I suppose that’s where it took of in an agricultural bent. I think this one is saying what I want it to say in a quirky, abstract way. Cheers!
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