Working on this image from the Millbrook Preserve made me wonder, do trees dance?
Do they exult over the changing phases of the moon or the rise and fall of tides? Are they responding to some subterranean rhythm beaten out by glacial shifts in the tectonic plates?
Now, before you scoff, remember, not too long ago it would’ve seemed silly to suggest that whales sing.
So, maybe we’re just too distracted to notice.
Or too small.
Acrylics on canvas, 2024
24″W x 36″H
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