Mr. Golden Sun

A simple purple tree wrapped around a golden frame and behind it is place a gold colored metallic bead to look like the sun =)

 

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Oh, Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun,
Please shine down on me.

Oh Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun,
Hiding behind a tree

These little children are asking you
To please come out so we can play with you.

Oh Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun,
Please shine down on me!

Japanese Blossom

This is probably one of the earliest pieces I have, made it almost a year ago. This is a dark silver colored wire wrapped around a stainless steel frame and a river stone I found in a local river. The beads are glass bits and I feel it really adds to the piece. It kinda reminds me of a young Japanese Blossom tree.

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The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him.

-Auguste Rodin

 

 

 

Just Another Brick in the Wall

How good is Pink Floyd?! Anyway this tree is wrapped though a brick, and sits on a spherical glass bead. I think I bought that little brick from an antique store.

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“We don’t need no education
We don’t need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! teachers! leave the kids alone!
All in all you’re just another brick in the wall.”

– Pink Floyd ~”Another Brick in the Wall”~

The Hand

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The name is for the obvious reason. This tree is colored wire wrapped around a strong paper mache’ hand I painted. Also a glass circle in the middle.

 

Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, it’s at the end of your arm, as you get older, remember you have another hand: The first is to help yourself, the second is to help others.

-Audrey Hepburn

Mossy Perch

Huge rock with bits of amethyst and other crystals. Aluminum silver tree with a small rock pile and bits of fake moss for decoration.ImageImageImageImage

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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.

-Nelson Mandela