


Hard as December
Two overlapping A3 etchings, Fabriano paper
I love how detailed the bark on a tree is; in a world of predictable utilitarian Art, where an image created by an AI is framed on a wall, I enjoy looking at the deep, slowly grown, resilient bark of a tree, hard and inviting all at once, each groove uniquely deep, each twist unsymmetrically perfect. The act of etching this detailed tree felt a bit like trying to watch a tree grow; slow and exciting and tiering and brilliant. All of it was entirely done from imagination, without any reference photos or drawings, and without any clear compositional plan. I drew straight onto the zinc, remembering the trees I had been watching for a long time. I enjoy the way that, like the hard bark of the tree, the zinc will be resilient enough to produce many similar images to this.
Two overlapping A3 etchings, Fabriano paper
I love how detailed the bark on a tree is; in a world of predictable utilitarian Art, where an image created by an AI is framed on a wall, I enjoy looking at the deep, slowly grown, resilient bark of a tree, hard and inviting all at once, each groove uniquely deep, each twist unsymmetrically perfect. The act of etching this detailed tree felt a bit like trying to watch a tree grow; slow and exciting and tiering and brilliant. All of it was entirely done from imagination, without any reference photos or drawings, and without any clear compositional plan. I drew straight onto the zinc, remembering the trees I had been watching for a long time. I enjoy the way that, like the hard bark of the tree, the zinc will be resilient enough to produce many similar images to this.
Two overlapping A3 etchings, Fabriano paper
I love how detailed the bark on a tree is; in a world of predictable utilitarian Art, where an image created by an AI is framed on a wall, I enjoy looking at the deep, slowly grown, resilient bark of a tree, hard and inviting all at once, each groove uniquely deep, each twist unsymmetrically perfect. The act of etching this detailed tree felt a bit like trying to watch a tree grow; slow and exciting and tiering and brilliant. All of it was entirely done from imagination, without any reference photos or drawings, and without any clear compositional plan. I drew straight onto the zinc, remembering the trees I had been watching for a long time. I enjoy the way that, like the hard bark of the tree, the zinc will be resilient enough to produce many similar images to this.
Postage price not included. Postage only to Uk. Unframed. For framing queries email me at bethpickett04@gmail.com.