This painting occurred as a result of an inquiry from a mother who lost her son. Of course the question was, could I, would I paint her son in Jesus' arms. I'll tell you there is something about painting a person that is intimate and personal. It's hard not to fall in love with the one whom your painting. You pour over their face and marvel at their life you don't know, and wonder about them and spend time with them. It never fails to impact me. I have liked this painting from the start and really don't have anything critical to say about it. In this one I was a success.