I Brought This Tree Home

From photograph to canvas, one tree at a time

This painting started with a tree from my last post—the one I couldn’t stop looking at.

It wasn’t the biggest thing in the landscape. It didn’t demand attention. But something about it held the entire scene together. Quiet, grounded, completely itself.

I kept thinking about it after I left Taos. So I painted it.

This is my way of holding onto a moment that didn’t ask to be remembered—but stayed anyway.