Nearly all of the Portals exhibition pictures are of trees. So I think a word of two of explanation is needed.
Why trees and what is their significance to me?
The great woodworker George Nakashima says in his book The Soul of a Tree:
‘Then, when I am there, feeling at one with the trees and space around me it’s easy to feel the trees with soul.
A tree sits like an avatar, an embodiment of the immutable, far beyond the pains of man.’
I’ve visited this particular tree often in the autumn. At sunset the light dips across the forest catching the branches in a kaleidoscope of fractured shards. Here it’s turned into a dark archway: spanning the forest floor. Inviting you to stand beneath it.
Or, and this last picture is my favourite, it’s inviting you to pass between the old exposed tree stumps as it waits – poised, balanced, almost expectant – for you to come before it.