We are so lucky in Santa Monica: not only do we have these ever-amazing trees but we also always have the mountains in our sight (now often snow-capped) and we are never far from the expansive Ocean. Walking on the beach to the accompaniment of the sound of the waves; watching the shore-birds and examining their footprints in the sand and the excitement of enjoying yet another example of Eucalyptus bark- all these things amount to pure happiness on a Santa Monica afternoon.
An Artist- and child of Artists who were mad about trees- I have always been mad about trees. The stories of my involvement with trees will gradually emerge- that is the purpose of the blog. I get such intense joy from the visual experiences of my surroundings- amazing trees/ birds/ flowers/ landscapes/ seascapes/ buildings- that I want others to experience that joy too.
After living with British trees all my life, I was overwhelmed with the beauty and strangeness of the trees in Santa Monica when I first spent some months here in 2004. I immediately wanted to make a home in Santa Monica in order to translate these trees into Art. That’s what I have been trying to do ever since, as I travel backwards and forwards between the US and the UK.
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