Size: 20 in x 30 in
Date: December 2005
Medium: Oil on Canvas
Style: Realism
Price: $350

Trees, like women, come in many shapes and forms. Trees offer us oxygen — the breath of life. Women, too, give life, birthing tiny humans and sustaining them with care, love, and even breath itself.

As trees age, they grow taller, stronger, wider — their rings marking the passage of time. So too does Mother Earth grow, her dignity reflected in the curve of her posture. Her bowed back speaks of the countless generations she has carried — a vessel of both sorrow and resilience etched into her very being.

Above her, a tree flourishes — thick with vibrant leaves, twisting branches, and perhaps even fruit — reaching boldly into the sky. It is not merely growing from her, it is her. A living metaphor of feminine power, rebirth, and the profound, unbreakable bond between woman, body, earth, and spirit.