...the forest for the trees
we are people of the trees, forest people
caretakers of the swaying, speakers for silent ones
flightless birds sheltering from a storm of devastation
caretakers of the swaying, speakers for silent ones
flightless birds sheltering from a storm of devastation
How was I so blind to the tower of your strength?
how did I miss your fluidity, yielding to the furnace of a world in so much pain?
how long were you standing, watching me, waiting for me, my quiet, graceful teachers?
how did I never catch the falling forest for the trees?
how did I miss your fluidity, yielding to the furnace of a world in so much pain?
how long were you standing, watching me, waiting for me, my quiet, graceful teachers?
how did I never catch the falling forest for the trees?
Winter on the Goat Track
Bluegums - oils on canvas 100 x 100 2007
Ghostgums - oils on canvas 80 x 90 2007
Casuarinas - oils on canvas 120 x 90 2007
Bloodwood and Wild Yam - oils on canvas 120 x 90 2007