Oil on canvas

Signed on the front.

This work is from the series 'Sonnets' which explores the concepts of beauty, decay and time ever present in Shakespeare's Sonnets.
The title is borrowed from Sonnet 18:
“By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall Death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st.”
Again a night tree. I was interested in the wordplay “shade” as in a ghost tree, white and twisted, and also ironically as a tree that would give little shade. Text from the sonnet is just discernable in the background.
Rolled canvas.