365 Day 354
It was a nice idea, but my concentrating on leaves, that I only mentioned yesterday, seems to have fallen at the first fence. Well perhaps not entirely. This sculpt was based on a log covered with the aerial roots of Ivy which was lying on the ground in a thicket of Hampstead Heath. The size of the sculpts are really restrictive and prevented me from getting across the extent and length of the tangle, and what drew me to the log in the first place, but it is a representative of a memory of that moment. There were leaves, but very few on the log, which had now become nothing more than a strangulated object in the path of the prolific climbing roots. I shall revert back to leaves tomorrow.
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