What do you see when you look at an old gnarled tree? Fifty years ago Marianne Moore called the endlessly surprising Camperdown Elm of Prospect Park “our crowning curio.” Today it still brings passers-by to a halt, initiating many of them into the act of seeing.
Drawing vastly increases how much one sees, and to that end I set about drawing the Camperdown Elm. In my view drawing and writing nourish each other, while trees provide a place where they meet and articulate the structures they have in common.
In The Camperdown Elm two modes of thinking with hand and pen/pencil converse, about the layers upon layers of response to the world that we and the trees embody, less differently than one might think.