I’ve always been fascinated by trees, particularly their trunks and branches, the more beaten up the more character they seem to have. Scientist have studied tree trunks and the wood of trees to determine the environment as part of ecological study, and to determine insect and disease infestation that can damage them.
Since I’m not a scientist so when I see a tree that the trunk has a lot of undulations, markings and broken, curved branches it tends to catch my interests and makes me wonder what that tree has gone through. Tree trunks tell a story; the survival of climate changes from temperature fluctuation to storms, floods and droughts. Their markings also reflect if they’ve had diseases and/or had insect damage. All and all these markings make them unique and beautiful in their own way and most of them become stronger and survive the weathering.
I started this painting I think a month prior to my father’s passing and actually it sat on that easel with brush marks of the trees and the water. I had an idea of what I wanted to paint, an emotional painting for sure, bits and pieces had been painted on the canvas but I could not seem to actually finish it until now, after I weathered the storm
So here it is … “Weathered” 28×22 oil on canvas (and some tears).