this is a complex piece i did awhile back entitled "fisher of men". it is partly about humanity. the populace is represented by the fish and fish eggs or row, seen as men in cramped quarters and the baby. the men being "fished up" (on the left) is my dad, repeated.
- a lone woman in the upper right is my mom, the "fisher". both of my parents are gone now, together in heaven, lifted above the natural world, as i hope i communicated in this piece.