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Living in a forest, trees surround us. We wake to the rising sun gilding the trees, and end the day watching the setting sun paint the sky behind a living lattice work of neighborhood forest. We plant them, prune them, sweep up their leaves and measure the passing years by their growth.
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Autumn’s approach brings our attention back to our garden’s trees as their leaves brighten and fall. We watch for acorns; admire newly set buds and reddening berries.
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This autumn, I’ve been inspired to explore trees in a fresh way: by sculpting them.
I’ve been working on a collection of trees for the past several weeks which will serve as table center decorations for a Christmas luncheon in our community.
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A friend is sculpting a companion collection of small birds and other woodland animals which we will place in and around the trees to create little woodland scenes. What you see here is an in-between stage of completed trees waiting for their bases to be blanketed in ‘snow’ and their branches to be filled with tiny birds.
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Since I am a gardener, and not a trained artist, I began experimenting a few months ago with various types of wire to learn to make these trees. I’ve learned a bit more with every tree that I sculpt.
My textbook has been a collection of images found on the internet, illustrating how others construct their wire trees.
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My second attempt: ‘Oak in autumn.’
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Late summer’s trees had chips of green quartz worked into their branches. Lately, I’ve incorporated more copper wire, and have been experimenting with bundles of wires composed of different colors, weights and composition. Each wire has its own properties; its uses and limitations.
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Using only my hands and simple tools, I’m learning to transform coils of wire into an illusion of life and growth.
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The trees are mounted on stones I’ve found either in rock shops, or picked up along the beach. Each stone has a story, just as each tree tells a story of endurance and perseverance.
Trees are our longest lived plants, living (when allowed) for centuries. An oak may grow to live for 1000 years, and redwoods longer. In this age when developers casually sheer forests and truck them off to paper mills, and desperate farmers burn acres of rain forest to grow a cash crop, we need to pause and take a moment to treasure our trees.
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That is why I’ve been drawn to the trees, to live, to garden and now to sculpt. I hope these little trees bring joy to those who see them, even as they remind us all that trees are one of our planet’s greatest treasures.
Trees are Mother Earth’s lungs. We depend on the trees for the air we breathe, some of the food we eat, and for their part in moderating our climate and our weather. They capture carbon from the air even as they draw up moisture from the ground and release it to the clouds. They shade us from summer’s broiling sun, and their burning wood warms us on cold winter nights.
Trees remain an integral part of our lives.
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Photos by Woodland Gnome 2017
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For the Daily Post’s
Weekly Photo Challenge: Experimental
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This is one of my early experimental ‘practice’ trees, sculpted while I was traveling in Oregon last month.