

A radiant, folk-inflected tree rises like a living totem, its warm, banded trunk anchoring a canopy of jewel-toned leaves that pulse in rhythmic clusters rather than naturalistic spray. Around and within this chromatic architecture, the birds become ceremonial presences—watchful, wide-eyed, and repeated in variations of blue and green—suggesting community, guardianship, and the quiet order of a shared habitat. The deliberate flatness and patterned mark-making turn bark, feather, and foliage into textiles of color, where harmony is built from repetition and contrast, and nature reads less as landscape than as a celebratory emblem of belonging.







