Some of my early sculpting on an idea of the specific redwood tree as a sanctified example. On Sunday I was reminded of how a tree is one thing while it is alive and once cut down we think of it as being "dead" but it has gone on to become something else. I thought of the horror of the cross. It was used to bring us life. A tree had to be cut down and used for that purpose. What might that tree have looked like? How amazing that one tree out of many can be considered for that duty. A common tree for an uncommon end.
This sculpture showing a long trunk and a carved chair is my first attempt at creating a 3D version of the
sketches from an earlier post. This will be with the mindset of these trees being redwoods. I am not sure of the way to depict scale, but I am working on that concept now.
One of my favorite places on earth: Patrick's Point State Park, near
Trinidad, CA.
