Winter Trees of Life

Winter Trees of Life

Man2101

 

During the winter of 2009-2010 the starkness of winter trees echoed the vacuum I was beginning to experience in my own life.  For several months my mandala journaling was focussed on straight lines, often trees, that interrupted the flow of the sacred circle.  Finally one morning after meditation, I saw a new tree, as curved as my own back and undulating towards the fulness of the tao.  Beginning with the technique of decalcomania that I’d used for a Winter Tree series, I began to paint the Winter Tree of Life.  It’s trunk curves into a yin/yang and it’s knots and branches evoke the mystical emanations of the sephirot.  The tree is both barren and fully alive, a fine metaphor for the strange passage of my second winter on Chebeague Island.  The straight tree behind it suggests a crucifix, no longer in the forefront of my spirituality, but still strong and present.  Beneath both trees shines the Source of it all.