Welcome to TheTreeBook.org. Which tree is your favorite?
I selected to represent the Black Walnut Tree in this book because of fond personal memories connected to them, stretching way back into early childhood. I remember picking up the walnuts on my grandfather’s farm, helping him shuck them, and marveling at the intricate patterns embossed on their shells. Then when opened- not only was there a delicious treat within, but yet another series of lovely niches, nooks, and crannies which stirred my imagination. Black Walnut trees offer so many uses; from food and gorgeous furniture, to medicinal purposes -and coloring agents as well. Judy Graversen Algaier
I chose the rough-leaved dogwood because it is a common native plant that is an unsung part of the tough landscape fabric by Kansas roadsides--and roadsides are where most people experience the landscape. It is very colorful and provides dense shelter for birds. Paul Hotvedt
I chose the Oak tree because, for me, it symbolizes protection and strength. I love Oak trees especially in all of their fall colors. Their distinctive shape has always drawn me to them. Cathy Martin
I just love Apple trees! Rachel Herring
The tree chosen was the white sycamore. It can look very conventional as a tree but also very wild with not only the branches but even the trunk going any direction needed to survive. I also love that it sheds it old bark which has become too restrictive to reveal bark that is fresh. Libeth Tempero
I chose the Ginkgo because it is the most ancient tree and has such unusual and beautiful leaves. Ardys Ramberg
Creating art allows me a space to express and meditate on life’s experiences. I enjoy working in many mediums, combining various materials to contrast textures, giving the viewer something they want to touch. Painting trees gives focus to the undeniable connection and codependency with nature. I dance with each brush stroke to mirror the body’s circulatory system to the tree’s branches. The magnolia tree reminded me of turning 27 and taking joy from the color pink where I had once loathed the color and deciding I was ready to become a mother where I once had feared and swore against it. Painting the beautiful early-spring blooms is my way of giving to god, nature, the universe and for my sweet bright light, my daughter, Sophia.
I chose to paint the Weeping Willow because of its energy. When the wind blows, its branches sway in a way that makes you feel the tree could uproot and walk away anytime. It appears to be breathing. Pulsating with life. Even when its branches hang stagnant the tree maintains a heavy personality. It feels sad. Slumped over in defeat as if it has lost its final battle and the reality of failure has just sunk in. It is the two juxtaposing personifications that drew me to the Willow. The Willow, like its human counterpart, is exited and energetic one moment, glum and lethargic the next. The Willow represents the emotional roller-coaster we call life. Eroc Johanssen
Cottonwood is the original sketch leading to my New York Countryside image on Manhattan Island. The cottonwood tree grew near my bedroom window in SW Kansas and has always represented nature at its most beautiful to me. Stan Herd