This piece was a true plein air painting adventure, and one that took 3 and a half summers. I could tell it would be a longish adventure when it took about 7 sessions just to sketch it in. It helped to give the branches nicknames as I went along, but the "architecture" of it all is such an important part of this subject's story, that I found myself willing to fall into a state of peace around the patience needed. In fact, the overall experience was mostly peaceful work, dotted with dramas around painting the dapples of light that are all around the painting. An interesting temptation came along, which was to paint everything in spotlight, because they are so compelling when you see them in person. But this was a process of weaving many, many days and episodes together to try and tell a singular and coherent story. So, most of the small pieces had to stay in their mostly supporting roles to what I thought was this tree's most eloquent version.
There's a funny paradox at the center of this painting for me. The composition is utterly simple, (a stick), while the subject of the painting is quite complicated. One could even say it's "crazy complicated." My inclination in painting is to surrender as best I can to the nature of the subject and "the way that it is," and this was an experience of being willing to just go along with the complexity that is there. We are probably seeing pieces of about 7 trees. Trees are complicated, and beautiful. Life is complicated, but beautiful. The underlying inspiration of this piece was to say: "Thank You" to the Author of Life for all that is.
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