Trees have stories to tell. I’m sure of it. I find my lens drawn to holes and broken places, wonder about the life that finds shelter there, wonder what the tree can teach me.
The art of creativity means setting aside the logical mind, listening to nuances, allowing the expression of the irrational. I let the ink translate the trunk’s image, resulting in the featured image.
Then I add colour.

(What the Tree Told Me is available on Society6.)
I often see faces in a tree. How about you?
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All the time. Trees each have their own spirits don’t you think?
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Yes that causes me hug them at times. Especially Redwoods.
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Wow!
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Thank you!
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Welcome! 😉
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Loved the before and after perspective, so cool!
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Thanks Julie!
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GORGEOUS interpretation!
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Thanks Jazz. Very pleased with how it unfolded.
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Very beautiful! ❤
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Thanks Deborah.
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I love the transformation of your tree, based on what it told you!
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Thanks Liz.
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