That Tree.
The one you climbed, built a fort in, hid beneath.
 
The one you went to when you needed to be alone—to cry, to think, to remember. The one your first kiss happened under, and your childhood hamster is buried beneath.
The one you'll probably get married under, too.
 
It's not really a tree. It's every place you ever needed one to be, going all the way back to whatever your seven-year-old self could dream up.
 
As Thoreau put it, "it's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see."
 
Each print is produced on 300gsm Hahnemühle paper with a deckle edge, in a limited run of 25.
Hand-signed and numbered by the artist.
 
Ships as the print only, unframed, ready for the frame of your choice. (Estimate 3 weeks for shipping.)