Flow

A mini series I thought of while splitting logs for firewood. It occurred to me that trees, like humans, are all individual, no too are alike, but plenty are similar. When they are cracked open, a very private view is offered, something that no one else in the world has seen before.

With each tree bearing its own identity, its amazing to realise that even each branch has its own fingerprint. I wanted to allow other people to share what I had witness, and truly capture a moment in time, one that contains both past and present, where the future is almost certain!