Lost limbs, , depictions of our beloved eucalyptus trees in Australia, a continuation of my obsession with these beautiful trees, and a metaphor for life as I find myself in middle age, contemplating life experiences. The lost limb, a symbol for grief and loss of friends and loved ones, loss of innocence, loss of youth
but also, most importantly, resilience, as life goes on, scars remain but the tree survives nevertheless.
Out of this grows wisdom and strength.