The Father and the Son seek each one of us. Patient and ever-forward, they hunt for us as the father and son in this painting hunt for their quarry.
"I never had the experience of looking for God. It was the other way round; He was the hunter (or so it seemed to me) and I was the deer. He stalked me... took unerring aim, and fired." -Lewis
This is the first painting that I have done in a while. It had been in the works since early spring. It is an homage Andrew Wyeth.
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