On exhibit, beside the chairs, is the story of a tree that fell in a windstorm and a family of 6 who lived in the house which was smashed by the tree (2022). No one was hurt, the house was repaired, and the family, my neighbors, moved back into their happy home. Meanwhile, a few chunks of the fallen tree were kept on my driveway for the chance at carving something worthy of the experience of a century-old tree crushing your house. Was thinking of them throughout, so their story of strength and love is written in the grain and commemorated in the contours of the three sculptures on exhibit.
