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Available Sizes and Current Prices

45 x 37        2200
58 x 48        3700
78 x 58      18,000
price includes framing

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Shaped by a long ago storm

The fury of nature can be powerful and awe ispiring. I have been through a couple of minor hurricanes. It is quite a site to behold as winds do battle with the trees. A major huricane of Catagory Three strength made landfall in Savannah late in the 19th century. The northeast quadrant hammered the sea islands of in Beaufort County. Approximately 2000 to 2500 people were killed and upwards of 30,000 were left homeless. They didn’t have the benefit of todays modern technology to warn them to flee to inland safety. Imagine what it must have been like as the skies darkened to what many must have thought were only a line of bad thunderstorms. But the storms don’t pass. The huricane unleashed its full fury of 200 mile per hour winds and storm surges. 

I ocassionaly come across trees of such unusual shape that the only explination must have been a duel with the force of a major huricane. When I came across this tree, I felt it must be the case. The large limb, which must have been the trunk of the tree at one point in its life, runs parallel to the water and splits just out of the frame into two massive limbs that reach down to touch the highest tides. I logged this tree in my memory for a shot. The opportunity would come within the year as I arose early on one very foggy early spring day. I was to leave for California in a few days. But I could not fight the draw to head out to shoot despite the huge list of things to still to be done before my departure. This tree was the only choice. Its location was relatively close by. As I parked, donned my rubber boots, grabbed my gear and fought my way through the foilage to the edge of the marsh the skies were just starting to lighten up enough to see. The fog was thick and best of all, no wind, a real gift. As I reached the edge of the marsh, the tide was much higher than I could have hoped for. Here they were altogether, the three elements so elusive.

Since I wrote this story, hurricane Matthew's eye wall passed over Hilton Head with 100 mph plus winds. I was very fortunate to only suffer the loss of trees at home and the studio. Not everyone was so lucky. Thousands of trees were downed and I imagine this sight has been set up for a future photographer to witness 

How the art is finished


All pieces are limited editions and are only available framed. All materials are acid free, glazed, and sealed, under museum glass. The frames are made in Italy of olive wood. 

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