about my obsession with these...here is another of the abstract-tree-negative-space drawings.
Every morning I have my coffee on the balcony accompanied by the sweet sound of birds in the trees and the sweet smell of gasoline from the Hispanic landscapers who incessantly trim, cut, and leaf blow outside my apartment.
There is this one section of the tree that stares at me (I kid you not) everyday, begging me to draw it. This morning it's begging was so loud I couldn't concentrate on anything else.
Thus...here we have another in the series...