Andrew's Christina's World hung in the dining room throughout my childhood, and my parents live a few miles from the Wyeth's home place. Strange synergies, you tapping straight into that old vein, no doubt one of the sources of my aesthetic preference for the faded and peeling, bleached light and lost objects. This one is from Andrew's son, Jamie. Very apt for our project, no? I was looking for one of my favourites, some back-lit lettuces growing in copper tubs below a lighthouse. Later.