Living in New York City has its challenges. Everything is magnified- sounds, sights, smells, attitudes and opinions, rushed schedules. One... Read More
Living in New York City has its challenges. Everything is magnified- sounds, sights, smells, attitudes and opinions, rushed schedules. One day, while rushing from one thing to the next, I was dreaming of trees.
Tall trees where no sound is made. There is a hush and a natural magnificence.
The irony here is that my days are anything but hush with majestic nature. Forest for the Trees was born.
Encaustic on canvas.
