Crisp sapling trunks bring balance and serenity to the chaos of the understory of the scrub - standing sentinel in the foreground, protectors of the forest.
Without beginning or end in the frame, the trunks pull us into the continuum of the forest: past to future, earth to sky. They also bring a sense of design to the artwork, otherwise a tapestry of colour and texture.
I loved the gentle, pale palette in this particular scene, with its subtle nuances of blue-green-greys through to pink earth tones of peach and beige.