It’s easier to paint a tree, than to grow a tree, I think now. As I grow older and impatiently wait for the maple I planted three years ago to grow more. My paintings of trees hold the memories of trees of childhood and long ago.
Here’s some of my favorite tree paintings…each one has a special meaning in my childhood. Nature has always been my friend. I ache for all the trees the world and country loses every year to development, clear cuts, and to forest fires. We’re coming to the anniversary of Sonoma County’s forest fire.