One tree in particular calls me to her. She is a giant hollowed out Fir. She is female because I can sit inside her, cradled in her shelter, like a child warmed by a mother's loving embrace. I love the dryness and solid silence this space offers.
|Creating inside her|
|Lines and patterns inside the tree|
|Writing and drawing from inside the tree|
|Drawing done with both hands and eyes closed|
My creating was interrupted by the children. They dropped by to tell me they were moving to a new location. I said I'd catch up and felt compelled to move to the shore to create. When I exited the tree I noticed its other side for the first time. The strong trunk with incredible mossy branching arms had bulbous round shapes at its base, just like in my drawing.
|Back side of the tree|
|Little brown bird|
I finished the session by taking some additional fish photos.