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TREES

A group devoted to the art of trees: free medium. Without trees the world would be dead and a place of disaster. With trees the world can tackle global warming. Hug a tree and you hug the earth, you hug yourself and your neighbors. Without trees, no love!

Without love, no trees.

A sequel to the mail art project SIGNS and STONES and TREES (of 1998).

Guido Vermeulen started this group. After his death the IUOMA members keep it alive with posting photos and drawings of TREES in memory of Guido.

Location: Worldwide, global
Members: 232
Latest Activity: on Saturday

THE MAGIC OF TREES

Dear Guido,

I love trees!

Trees are so good to us, giving us oxygen to breathe, cleaning our water, providing shade in their life and shelter in their death.

They give us this paper, the pencil I write words with, and the envelope I painted.

Trees are magical, like all plants, magical little things that grow into magical big thins that are essential to so many of us other magical life forms in this amazing, magical universe.

TREES ARE MAGIC.

When I am with trees, big and small, I wonder like a child.

I know the scientific explanations of their life cycles and the processes of their doings.

I have even listened to trees as recorded by a hydrophone as their cells thirsted for water.

Still, no amount of knowledge can evaporate the mist of awe and wonder I feel in the presence of trees.

Trees are our kindred.

They, too, are born to live. And born to die.

In between they are silent witnesses to the magic of the universe.

Happy Earth Day,

Sarah Jo Pender, USA

From the Indiana Women’s Prison

April 2012

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Comment by Guido Vermeulen on March 27, 2012 at 7:19pm

I ’ve put this «chain» in a tree on the first day of spring to welcome the sun.
Stays hanging the whole year long and every year I invent something new for the occasion.
I found the old rust in the background in the ground and use this in a decorative way.

Anke van den Berg, Belgium 

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on March 27, 2012 at 7:17pm

Received from Theo Nelson, Canada

Comment by Lilian Mariutti on March 27, 2012 at 4:20pm

A tree that I like to look at everyday! (University of Campinas - UNICAMP- Brazil)

Comment by vizma bruns on March 27, 2012 at 4:34am

Cockroaches and Mail Artists, Alicia!!! And probably mozzies.

Comment by Laura P (spopod) on March 27, 2012 at 1:21am

Guido, a great piece!

Comment by Alicia Starr on March 27, 2012 at 1:18am

Guido, isn't it the cockroach that survives a nuclear blast?

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on March 26, 2012 at 10:49pm

Reworked collage around THE LAST FISH poem by Basso, I introduced the image of a scorpion fish, not exactly by accident, after a nuclear blast the only species that survive are scorpions, so in my twisted poetic mind the scorpion fish is the the last fish !!!

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on March 23, 2012 at 4:28pm

Poem on trees and fish from ERIC BASSO, USA

 

Here's a new one for "The Ocean in a Sack."

                                                - E.
___________________________________________________________________________
                          THE LAST FISH


        I'll never forget what he said to me
            the night I told him the time had come
          the red coals glowing in the trees
              were all that was left to us of the sun

        we'd seen the torment coming
            the anguish under wet-lidded eyes
               which spoke so eloquently of a past
             too far away and knew misfortune was
            the only thing that had a future here

           the time had come and all he could
              manage to say about the trees
           and those tortured eyes was that
                you can't dig a grave with a teaspoon

           the last fish cut scarcely a silhouette
        as it rose against the branches
        desperately seeking the empty sky


       March 22, 2012
Comment by Luzia Castañeda on March 21, 2012 at 11:11am

Hi Janine, I´m living in Campinas, Brazil, but I visited Patagonia last month. Amazing place!

Comment by Guido Vermeulen on March 21, 2012 at 12:40am

Nothing but single children with faint, moory mother smells in the throat, as trees, as blackadders, choosen and scentless (Paul Celan)

Small painted envelope around a poem by Paul Celan

 

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