Far behind The Shadow Farm cemetery in a desolate clearing, a lone gnarled tree stands as the only relic of a violent past. It is said that on certain nights in the spring when the new moon is but a sliver on the horizon, this aged resident whispers its secrets as the warming breeze blows gently across its dead limbs.
This sculpture of a gnarled old tree is 100% wire, and has a natural rust patina which has been sealed with shellac. The tree stands 11 inches tall by 7 1/2 inches at its widest point. Approximately 100 feet of wire was used in this sculpture. It is suitable for inside or outside use, and will continue to develop a rich rusty finish if exposed to the elements. This is a new medium for me as an artist, and I believe it holds lots of potential to tell the story of the shadows in my mind.