{"id":186,"date":"2008-04-01T20:21:30","date_gmt":"2008-04-02T04:21:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/2008\/04\/01\/tree-spirits\/"},"modified":"2010-05-25T14:34:27","modified_gmt":"2010-05-25T22:34:27","slug":"tree-spirits","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/2008\/04\/01\/tree-spirits\/","title":{"rendered":"Tree Spirits"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I love photographing trees and I have a fondness for tree knot holes, especially those which have interesting shapes and textures.<\/p>\n<p>As a child I would imagine all sorts of magical beings living in these holes, and would place little treasures inside as gifts.<\/p>\n<p>Now that I am older, I have discovered there are subtle images and shapes lurking in the places between light and shadow within these knot holes. Below is a sketch of a knot hole near our home.<\/p>\n<p><img src=\"http:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/04\/treespiritsketch2.jpg\" alt=\"treespiritsketch2.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><strong>Tree Spirit &#8211; Digital Combined Mixed Media<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><strong><big>In towering splendor once I stood<\/big><br \/>\n<big>A regal monarch of the wood,<\/big><br \/>\n<big>My branches once reached to the sky<\/big><br \/>\n<big>See me now but do not cry.<\/big><br \/>\n<big>The Creator&#8217;s work has yet to cease<\/big><br \/>\n<big>I&#8217;ve become a shelter for bird and beast,<\/big><br \/>\n<big>And when at last I fall to the Earth<\/big><br \/>\n<big>The life I leave will inspire new birth;<\/big><br \/>\n<big>A seedling springs forth from the ground<\/big><br \/>\n<big>Nature&#8217;s cycle goes round and round.<br \/>\n<\/big><\/strong>&#8211;   S. Edward Palmer, <em>Spirit Tree<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I love photographing trees and I have a fondness for tree knot holes, especially those which have interesting shapes and textures. As a child I would imagine all sorts of magical beings living in these holes, and would place little treasures inside as gifts. Now that I am older, I have discovered there are subtle [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[11],"tags":[106],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/186"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=186"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/186\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2651,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/186\/revisions\/2651"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=186"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=186"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=186"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}