Oh, My Poor Dear Brother Hyrum
"Print Only" canvases will come with two inch borders and will most likely be shipped in a tube.
This is the first painting I did of the Prophet Joseph Smith. When I started this painting I thought I knew who Joseph Smith was. Looking back, I realize I knew things about him, but I did not know him.
I started seeing the human side of Joseph when I understood he cared more for his brother’s life than his own. When Joseph decided to return to Carthage and stand trial, Hyrum insisted on coming with him. Joseph must have known he was going to die; I am sure he wanted to protect Hyrum. But Hyrum followed Joseph in death just as he had followed him in life.
Of this moment John Taylor said:
“Immediately, when the ball struck him, [Hyrum] fell flat on his back, crying as he fell, ‘I am a dead man!’ He never moved afterwards. I shall never forget the deep feeling of sympathy and regard manifested in the countenance of Brother Joseph as he drew nigh to Hyrum and leaning over him exclaimed, “Oh! My poor, dear brother Hyrum!”
What a price was paid for the gospel. May we never forget.