Weeping birches on the avenue

The Brooker highway, outside the window of my home where the weeping birches and poplar trees stand beside it with golden silhouettes in the evening sun. I’ve watched them as the wind picks up their branches and throws them, these rustling leaves always muted by the drone of passing cars.

This is a place where nature and human activity blend, where the character of these trees is displaced and reinvented as they sit welcoming those that enter the city and bidding farewell to those that leave. My painting ‘Weeping birches on the avenue’ stands as an invitation to explore the dynamic relationships that exist between ourselves and nature, and how this can present itself in urban environments.