My Emily
These images of Emily have been taken over a period of 8 years and I have come to see this tree as my own in a strange way. I am not claiming the tree as such, but more that indentification with the tree and what it means to me personally.
I think that every person on some level identifies with trees, and I at an early age knew we were twined quite closely. It has been a constant picture for me that when scouting a new place or area, I would immediately look at the local trees, as they tell me more about a place than anything else.
I come to this friend often, at times needing or wanting solace, and at other times peace, and also joy, as I know for example when it rains, the tree will be in for a real treat. We don’t get much rain here you see.
I will keep on adding to this tree, as I feel it has so much to offer all of us. It is a local identity here in the Alice and many people come to be under its shade, or camp under its wings for the night.
And every time that I come back to the tree, it has something new to say. In particular, the visible speech that is etched on the sand in the form of shadows is always illuminatory.