|Once upon a yard, there was a tree. It was beautiful, even when it would no longer leave. Its graceful triple-trunk and fine branches reminded me of a midwestern tree in the winter. Though still strongly rooted, it was not as supple as it once was; it might have fallen in a storm, perhaps in a neighbor's yard, so I planned to transform it.||Though the tall branches had to go, I was determined to preserve the sensually curved trunks as the foundation for added artistic decoration. Some pleasant paint colors were applied, and what was once a work of nature became human sculpture, changed, though the beauty of nature remained|
| Iron butterflies were added, painted in brght butterfly colors,and symbols of peace. More adornments, including crystal prisms and other objects of beauty, are planned. |
But, as hard as it may be to believe, my art project WAS under THREAT by the city of Glendale, Arizona, where I have owned my home for over 20 years. An overzealous code inspector used the fact that technically it is still a "dead tree" despite its transformation, and despite the fact that it is not a danger to anyone or anything. All wooden objects, including homes, are made of dead trees!
I appealed to the better nature of all concerned officials repeatedly, to allow my freedom of expression and creativity, and not to demand banal conformity. Finally, on November 22, 2019, I received notice that the city would allow my art to stand.|
My creation stands for my wish for peace and harmony throughout the world. Perhaps my win will portend a victory for the people of Earth in those greater goals