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Alright ..

Maybe this is just my interpretation of what I see when looking at this recent digital photo manipulation of mine. When combined with a pattern, It turned out to look sort of like stained glass. Chunky and colorful. All the swirly round shapes with a small dot in their center, looks like owl eyes to me. Sort of befitting since this is or was (cry cry) and old majestic Oak tree.

I am very saddened to say that this old Oak tree is no longer. The property she sat on was leveled for new construction and the tree got eliminated.. What a tragedy. I was there when people sat and watched with anger and tears as her time came to a terrible end. I would not label myself as a tree huger, but this one really angered me. I could not understand why this decision was made, but I had no ability to stop it. I enjoyed taking pictures of it over the years and even ate 100's of lunches under her shade. I have the memories and the pictures to remind me.

What A Shame ..

A real tragedy if you ask me, but there is nothing I can do about it now. I like to continue to play with these images of this beautiful old Oak. Maybe I will keep on creating art inspired from her in order to pay homage to what once was a treasured beauty. It makes me feel a tiny bit better about the whole ordeal.

Tell me you don't see owls, or big eyed birds or fish or something in those branches. The more I look at it, the more I see things. Maybe it's time I stopped looking at it.. It's starting to affect my mental health.. lol.


A side by side shot ..


Thou ancient oak! whose myriad leaves are loud
With sounds of unintelligible speech,
Sounds as of surges on a shingly beach,
Or multitudinous murmurs of a crowd;
With some mysterious gift of tongues endowed,
Thou speakest a different dialect to each;
To me a language that no man can teach,
Of a lost race, long vanished like a cloud.
For underneath thy shade, in days remote,
Seated like Abraham at eventide
Beneath the oaks of Mamre, the unknown
Apostle of the Indians, Eliot, wrote
His Bible in a language that hath died
And is forgotten, save by thee alone.

Eliot's Oak

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow




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Trippy pictures gotta love-em. I see a lot of eyes, also in the top left corner between the green and blueish area a peacock feather eye, I also see what I would call a baby dragon with dragon fly wings kind of offset to the left in the middle just above the first major branching.

it is a shame when things like that happen, we had an old majestic oak tree where I grew up right in the middle of a hill with the road splitting to the left and right of it. we and almost every kid/parent would drive or walk or ride our bikes past it every day to school. One year a new councilman decided it was to dangerous after all kids might climb it and jump down in front of traffic or throw things at passing cars while up in the tree branches. Twenty years the road went around the tree, not one single incident ever. People were so p-o'ed at that guy he never held office again after sneaking his cut the tree down past everyone.

The manipulation of that image was...well like I said...Trippy. I could look at it a long time and lose a lot of time just looking at it.


"Trippy".. I Like That! I see what your saying about the peacock feather eyes. I see all kinds of weird things and really have to stop looking for them. I'm starting to worry about the amount of visual investment I am making in it..hahahaha... I'm seeing monkey heads, worms coming out of apples, tropical fish, yada yada.

Don't you hate when people make a decision for everyone with out a vote at least. It's so sad sometimes. No problems with the tree you speak of yet give it a death sentence. breaks my heart. Hope the wood at least went to a good cause? Probably not though. Just to the dump most likely.

I rather like the piece. It reminds me of my friend, @jacey.boldart and her happy trees. For example here and here.

Now I wont say what came to my mind first, but I could see it being called a Sperm - Whale tree :)


Oh man.. There you go again breaking all of the rules. This is an awesomely funny comment. Loving it too. I see what your saying and didn't want to go there. Leave it to @old-guy-photos to cross the line! Hans Zimmer probably said something along the lines of, "if there's a line, cross it." I just bet someone did at least.If not I just did. :-P hehe

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