4/22/17 Haskell Mandala
The Story of my Mandala

     As I observed a small portion of the outdoors, I came across a fallen tree in the distance. This tree has been through a lot. Many storms have come and passed. Plenty of humans have misplaced trash and mistreated this tree. One night, the weather became the trees worst enemy. It was shaken and branches lacking sturdy support began to crumble. The tree was surrounded by woods with trees containing the same characteristics as this special tree. If it fell, all the smaller organisms lives would also be in danger. A lot was relying on the tree. The storm was unfortunately too strong. Within 20 seconds, the tipping and flying branches became a disaster. The tree pounded the ground with force. It crushed anything in its way. The forest missed the organisms that died that night, but it is just something they have to live with. Three months later, here I am creating my mandala on the same tree that went through disaster not long ago.