I painted this a few years ago and a Jamaican couple bought it and brought it back to Jamaica with them. It's one of the paintings that makes me think about writing because there is a novel's worth of information on that flat canvas. Who are those folks? What makes them so happy? What is the joy about around that child? Lost and then found? Sick and then well? What's the relationship of all these folks? Who is the young boy? How does it happen that he knows the joy too?