I see trees like I see people, having different personalities with different life stories.

This, to me, is our Grandfather tree.
Under this tree all are loved and welcome. It doesn’t care if you are a bird, a person or a redback, brown or pink, immigrant or original, religious or atheist, gender defined or not. This tree welcomes all. Under this tree you can find rest, and shelter.
This tree can be OUR family tree.

This is a mixed media piece, with the background having prints of local leaves and grasses.