I was reading a book at the time of painting this called Earth Birth Changes, this book made a reference to a belief that we are all made of star dust, and that when we die the spark that remains, our souls, become little seedlings which one day become stars in the sky. I loved this idea of coming from the universe and returning to the universe.

The faces are faint, a trace of their earthly existence, their heads radiating tiny shards of light, they are nurtured by two angels.

The dog a go between between the material world and another place beyond space and time.