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The Family Tree explores man’s tenuous relationship with trees. Playing on the idea of a family tree, this work explores the fate of trees through the generations from an anthropomorphic perspective. Steeped in dark humour, the unfortunate outcomes of these wooden objects encourages to viewer to question the manner in which we treat the environment. The advent of tool making bestowed man with the power to harness nature for his purposes, often leading to less than ideal results. Almost in poetic irony, the oak is felled by one of its own branches, and the only inheritance it wills is an ill-fated life for its descendents.
With many cultures revering trees, it is surprising to witness indiscriminate deforestation worldwide. Their glorious crowns and sturdy trunks have been transformed into products for our consumption and it appears that this perhaps, is the relationship between man and nature.
The remaining members of the family, are listed below.
Hewn from the first branch of the mighty oak, he returned to, and for, his roots.
The composition of a perfect piece, a lifetime of being held in a vice-like grip at both ends whilst sawed melodiously in between.
Here lies the remains of the third branch from the top, known affectionately as ‘Woody’.
Instilled with an unwavering sense of loyalty, he returned over and over only to be cast away once again.
A distinguished career marked by meeting bottoms face to face was more than she could ever hope for.
The Peg Leg
After terrorizing the seven seas under the great pirate Brownbeard, she eventually succumbed to the ocean and rotted away.
Being too possessive ultimately led to his downfall, the day his door stuck shut he was himself dispossessed.
The most notorious, and only, bloodsucker he ever dispatched was a mosquito inebriated on diabetic blood.
Taken for dead after being beaten to a pulp, he survived and was rewarded with a new lease of life.
The price to pay for being the icon of the ultimate gentleman was lamentably, a daily drenching in a deluge of spittle.
The Wooden Boy
All he ever dreamt of was to be a real boy, not to undergo a termite infestation.
Maturity often manifests in great wisdom and experience, but it is distinctly his stature which wanes with age.
The age of discovery – she sought to explore the new world but did not account for the lightning bolt that was to find this vessel first.