#13: Human-Made Space

My dad is a farmer so I grew up living close with the land. I would consider my family to be a bunch of tree huggers. We own three woods and have a little cabin in one of them. My mom and dad love to go for morning walks through them, and host bonfire parties with friends. While to my little sisters and I, the woods was our playground growing up. When I think of some art piece that could be made, my idea is real simple. I would make a tree house, but not just any old tree house. I would make it artsy and colorful, but all natural of course. A dream tree house if you will. Why a tree house you ask. I always wanted one, still do, and it could be art for the children. Or adults that refuse to grow-up, like myself.