when i was younger i often played outside alone, or with my younger, twin neighbors. fortunately for us, we lived near a wooded area, so there was always plenty to explore (in our little world). one thing i remember doing with my friends was pasting feathers, sticks, and strings to trees with mud. Often times too, we would tie rocks to strings to dangle down for our enjoyment.
with this said, i drew this picture without even giving a second thought to my childhood. it wasnt until i was done with it that i remembered the tree we enjoyed as kids. funny how our subconscious works, isnt it?
we had a tree in my neighborhood growing up that we all called “the big tree”. it’s gone now, but i just remembered it a few months ago.
whenever i would go over to my mamaw’s house i would ask for a water pale and a butter knife. i would proceed outside to the nearest tree, make some mud at the bottom, and then spread it on the bark. i felt like i was helping the tree. i don’t know how i decided to do that, but it was fun and occupied the time.
yes, it really is interesting how our subconsciousness functions. i think we can learn a lot about ourselves if we try to analyze our artwork a bit…
You have always been a little artistic “hippy chick”! Love ya!!!!