There’s something mysterious about trees if you stop long enough to look, really look.
Do you notice the face in the tree? Eyes and ears, or their bushy brows? Do you see a long proud nose, or a bulbous one? Or do you feel a surge of something-or-other wash over and through you so unexpectedly that your hairs stand on end and goosebumps erupt all over your body?
Could it be an impressionist? A sculptor? An architect? A painter?
Is it Banksy? Nick Cave? Ai Weiwei? Johnny Depp?
Humankind has been blessed with gifted artists of all categories beginning when cavemen first picked up bits of rock and scratched animals and stuff on cavern walls (they possibly discovered fire this way too – think flint, sparks and let’s get the hell out of here!) .
Michelangelo sculpted David in all his glory as did Alexandros of Antioch but with the Venus de Milo (and minus limbs – not sure what happened there). Da Vinci painted the mysterious Mona Lisa while Monet painted the glorious Water Lily Pond. There’s no denying these are magnificent works of art. Continue reading