DescriptionTraveler's Palm Hand drawn with pen and India ink on paper
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.~ Henry David Thoreau
As a traveler myself, I loved the name of this plant, and its grand beauty. At the base of each leaf bracket is a hollow, that can hold a liter of fresh water. Refreshment jungle style.
The Travelers Palm is related to Bananas and Bird-of-Paradise and not Palm Trees. It probably was given name Travelers Palm by early explorers, because it can grow to 60 and is a soft wood like palm or banana (more of a plant than a tree). It is said, that the tree will naturally grow with its leaves pointing east and west, as a guide to the lost traveler. In the wild plants grown from seed, this looks to be true. But Ive noticed plants off-course. They were planted from nursery stock and started off not knowing their duty to the wayward traveler.
Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.~Rabindranath Tagore
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Savanna Redman, Caribbean Member Since November 2006 Artist Statement Nature Junky
I absorb nature, through every sense. Traveling, diving, sailing, and hiking through rain forest and exploring ancient cultures; their arts and ruins. It fills my mind and soul.
I work daily from nature, a leaf, a landscape, a green iguana, an orchid - there is beauty in the smallest things. It is the process, the focus of attention to detail, that enriches my soul, not the finished pen drawing or watercolor in my sketchbook. Recreating what is before me, in a simple sketch, anchors it in my mind forever.
When I am observing nature on location, I paint in watercolor or draw in ink. When I'm in my studio it all changes, sometimes only to do a rework in the same medium, but more often I wait and let the fresh sketch filter through my dreams and evolve into a completely new composition and different medium, more surreal but no less detailed. That process I cannot explain, it is an amazing metamorphoses. My sleeping self is much wiser and in more control of the medium and composition than my conscious self, which is a bit disappointing but a fact I've come to accept. I simply paint what and how my sleeping self has dictated - and it all goes smoothly.
While living in the Cayes of Belize and Honduras. I was wholly immersed and in love with the turquoise sea and all of the marine life there. I could have turned into a mermaid; it was not for lack of sea time. Dives filled with wildlife filter into dreams, and dreams morph into a Night's Tale, then into a painting. My encounters with wild dolphins were days of life altering joy.
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