When I visited the site Lia and I discussed a painting of brambles, of course, and her childhood memories of exploring tangles and tunnels of the creeping vines that grow in their native version on the island. She also showed me a small crabapple tree growing in the restaurant garden and expressed how drawn she was to it and its many and varied lichens. She loved how the tree changed with the seasons.
So we decided to paint this little tree as a centerpiece with a tangle of native blackberry vines forming a sort of protective tunnel around it. On the left is spring with white blossom falling through the air. On the right is early winter with snow falling onto the crab apples.
The painting hangs above the mantle piece in the restaurant dining room where the copper leaf reflects the warmth of the historic wood.
