I have a couple of ideas about how I can move forward with this image. But, even if none of them pan out, this photograph is a nice record of a majestic tree. Another kind of imprint for me, trees. And, after the disturbing piece of short fiction I read last night before bed, I really needed to spend time with a stolid photograph like this to begin my day on the right path. It was a short story by Wallace Stegner, the one in which a boy traps a live gopher and feeds it to a weasel. The weasel's name was Lucifer. I don't particularly want to begin a day of making art with the image of Lucifer eating a live gopher in my head. A daily practice of reflection can be an effective way to banish the demons and get to work.
