NEW DARK ART: Trees...

 

I have always had a love for trees. They always seem to exude a steady, patient, enduring quietness. In their long history they have seen species come and seen them go. And it will be the same when we as humans have faded away, all our dreams and ambitions amounting to little than a few puzzling artefacts. Trees will take up the slack - like they always have. They will spread their limbs, their roots, and refill the space we cleared for ourselves, and all will be back to normal. It's a sobering thought, but an inevitable one. You need to shrug at the transience of humanity - trees do.