{"id":82,"date":"2017-07-31T19:42:59","date_gmt":"2017-07-31T19:42:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/?page_id=82"},"modified":"2022-01-04T00:23:05","modified_gmt":"2022-01-04T00:23:05","slug":"tree-drawings","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/portfolio\/tree-drawings\/","title":{"rendered":"Tree Drawings"},"content":{"rendered":"

As a resident of the West, I am surrounded by trees. I hike between them, ride my bike through them, and sit under them to catch solace from the summer heat. I feel connected to them, and that is why I began to draw them. Pencil and drawing pad in hand, I would set off to find the tree and then I would sit…and draw – sometimes for 12 hours – adding sheets of paper as the graphite tree essentially grew. It wasn’t until then that I began, and only began, to understand them as individuals. Sitting for nine hours with a pinyon allowed me to observe the way the sun cast its light on the tree and therefore grasp why it favored growth in a particular direction. While attempting to draw a gnarled juniper on Muley Point, I, like the tree, was a victim of ferocious winds blowing off the mesa and understood why the tree was so twisted and wild. Sitting in a clearing cut by logging trucks I drew a ponderosa, observing the spray-painted mark on its trunk and became blatantly aware of its destiny.<\/span><\/p>\n

These drawings are portraits. Their subjects, great sages.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Juniper – Muley Point, UT,<\/span>
2005<\/span>
20″ x 26″<\/span>
10 hours drawing<\/span>
So windy and hot. Feeling burnt. I don’t know how these trees survive.<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Juniper – Cedro Canyon, NM,2005<\/span>
graphite on paper<\/span>
19″ x 27″<\/span>
9 hours drawing<\/span>
Jumping to keep toes warm. These trees are marked for cutting. A fuel break, maybe in spring<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Ponderosa – Cebolla Canyon, NM, 2004<\/span>
graphite on paper<\/span>
14″ x 24″<\/span>
11 hours drawing<\/span>
Quiet and nice to sit in the shade It must have been lightning that bent this tree.<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Spruce – Cottonwood Canyon, UT, 2005<\/span>
graphite on paper<\/span>
17″ x 32″<\/span>
8 hours drawing<\/span>
So cold I had to draw in my sleeping bag. This Spruce has the beetle. The weather is its grace.<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Pinyon – Cebolla Canyon, NM,2005<\/span>
graphite on paper<\/span>
17″ x 23″<\/span>
10 hours drawing<\/span>
Bothered by two bees and sitting on a slant. Tough tree to draw.<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Pinyon – Cebolla Canyon, NM, 2005<\/span>
graphite on paper<\/span>
17″ x 23″<\/span>
10 hours drawing<\/span>
Bothered by two bees and sitting on a slant. Tough tree to draw.<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Ponderosa – Fire Point, AZ, 2004<\/span>
Graphite on Paper<\/span>
17″ x 49″<\/span>
12 hours drawing<\/span>
Third day with a cold. This Ponderosa just missed death and has the mark to prove it.<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Pin\u0303on – Muley Point, UT, 2004<\/span>
22″ x 19″<\/span>
10 hours drawing<\/span>
Lost paper twice to the wind. No wonder this pin\u0303on is so twisted and small.<\/span><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

As a resident of the West, I am surrounded by trees. I hike between them, ride my bike through them, and sit under them to catch solace from the summer heat. I feel connected to them, and that is why I began to draw them. Pencil and drawing pad in hand, I would set off […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":392,"parent":36,"menu_order":70,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-82","page","type-page","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/82","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=82"}],"version-history":[{"count":15,"href":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/82\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":772,"href":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/82\/revisions\/772"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/36"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/392"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/erikaosborne.com\/new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=82"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}