I did a close up of the tree for this is the main part of this piece.. It is done on a acrylic skin.
I did this acrylic skin a few months back and did a transfer of a tree that I had taken a photo of several years ago.. This tree was planted by my Dad before I was born. When I was a child the tree had grown to maturity. Then as I grew. He built a swing for me in this tree.
I spent many hours around this tree.. Hanging out with my Dad. Pushing me on the home made swing. Then we I was bored with the swing.. My Dad and I would sit under this tree and talk. Or my Dad would talk and I would listen..He was the story teller. Regrets in Life, but what does a child know. I should have listened more and remembered more of those stories. I remember the memories. The stories not all can I recall. I most of all remember how much I loved my Dad and how much he loved me.. Good memories..
My Dad left this world and tree was left.. Then one day we sold the home and the land. Someone else clear down every thing.. The house and the tree.. One thing they did not take down and that was the Memory.
I dedicate this piece to my Dad and all the wonderful Memories.
I love you Daddy.