Prior to this an abstract continent of sorts with a roiling mass of flames sat in the corner of the studio and at one point, I felt like it needed something.
This tree started to rise from a green mass and then a house and the painting starting again.
I enjoy the interplay and hidden language between the art and the artist as it sits in the studio. Sometimes it is finished and stays put, other times it needs more refinement.
This is Oil on Panel with saw cuts and texture and lots of color, for me anyway.