This painting was inspired by a birch tree that I see out the back window. Through all seasons, she's out there, though she no longer stands as tall as before. The snow sometimes accumulates along her trunk, yet her limbs reach upward to the sky, to the sun. She receives her nourishment from the warmth and light beaming down from above. In Springtime, her leaves turn green, and her branches stretch and gain strenth. They have adapted to their environment, as most trees do. The birches around her stand alongside...guarding and protecting her from the winds that tend to howl and blow. Do you know a tree that is a metaphor for your life?
~~This painting is in a private collection in Maine
