Earlier this Spring, my sweet Etta was fixated on finding just the right branch to create a tree sculpture on her deck. She knew what she wanted, but couldn't verbalize it. My mother finally drug the perfect stick home and Etta went to work. This is what she created. This is a bit of a departure for her, as she usually likes to spray paint everything gold. Except for the scary clown on the jet ski, this tree makes me smile. … [Read more...] about Found Art: The Memory Tree