The ‘Green Man’ branches out into wintry armature, at the touch of treetops. This was to be another juxt-a-pose post, illustrating the close connection between the green spaces of Woburn and Russell Square. Since the couplet made an almost seamless transition, I decided to take the collage a step further with some smart photoart.
Thus the Green Man becomes wholly arboreal and since the sculpture is erected with a quote from Virginia Woolf’s ‘Waves’, some additional rippled reflections and watercolour was called for:
The flowers swim like fish made of light upon the dark, green waters. I hold a stalk in my hand. I am the stalk. My roots go down to the depths of the world, through earth dry with brick, and damp earth, through veins of lead and silver. I am all fibre.. …I am green as a yew tree in the shade of the hedge. My hair is made of leaves. I am rooted to the middle of the earth…
Am joining in with Sonel’s photo-editing challenge on Trees/ tree trunks/