The curving forms of the boughs in the tree canopy are so magnificent. How I would love to get in sync with that arboreal architecture. I imitate the loops and curvy forms. They make material the gladness of the light and the visual noise of summer. The riot of colors, the density of growing things, the layers upon layers of intervening leafage wherever you look, light loving leaves that fill the spaces between you and the horizon.
I am summer’s biggest fan.