The magical world of trees. Often times I find myself consoled in the forest. Absorbing it's constant changing beauty through life and death. The forest display the cycle of life that has always fascinated me. In the forest, the death of a tree means knew growth begins. This signifies the life, loss, and new beginnings. When Mary passed at 16, my new life began. Trees provide us the oxygen we need to breath. This painting was inspired by the healing the forest provides me. -EH