Trees are enduring symbols of rootedness, wisdom, and quiet strength.
Isabelle painted this tree on the eve of her grandmother Françoise’s passing at the age of 100. She was Isabelle's compass — the one who taught me to breathe deeply and savor the scent of the forest on our walks together.
In winter, the tree reveals its architectural essence: bare branches twisting and intertwining in a quiet display of intricate design — a pattern of pure, natural genius.
Original ink painting on canvas stretched on wood supports
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64 X 44 X .75"
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Hard-wired, ready to hang
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Certificate of authenticity included
