Of all that manure in the barn I'm tired now and I go out to the meadow where the goats, chickens and goose are waiting. There they know me well, and with cackling, chattering and bleating shouts joyfully greeting rejoice my tired mind
In this cheerful chorus I now join With the goat aria by Mozart. And the chickens, they give me as reward an egg.
This painting in landscape format, a subject idyllic and naive, spot-distribution that is modern, and the fine-grained texture, all fits here well together. Hanging broadly non online in a room, the painting fits winkingly also to an avant-garde surrounding and gives a happy athmosphere.