winter tree



still wandering in a cemetery in Austin.

I used to draw these naked leafless trees for a pretty long stretch growing up. They just kept coming out.

I was sorting through shadows usually encountered later- it was an insulated search though, and I remember my mother and her mother both asking me what was wrong, why I leaned towards these symbols of desolation…

…all while I was just looking at beauty.


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