I began painting the life of the Prophet Joseph after hearing a song by Kenneth Cope, entitled Brothers. The song tells of the great love of Joseph and Hyrum. They were more than just brothers; they were the best of friends. They left this life together, sealing their testimonies with their own blood. The first painting I did of them was of their Martyrdom. It was not until the very end of the painting Joseph’s life that I realized I had never painted a picture that celebrated their lives together. Stick-pulling was a favorite pastime for Joseph, who was not quite as serious–minded as Hyrum. I chose to paint Hyrum with the upper hand, a tribute to the older brother. I can almost guess what Joseph would say about that.