The overarching canopy of Southern Live Oak draped in Spanish moss is ubiquitous in Bluffton and the surrounding Low Country. Even coming from Vermont where we have no shortage of big trees, it is a remarkable experience to almost always be moving around and going about one’s business underneath this natural umbrella. Although I didn't know it when I started it (on location) this painting is mostly about that sense of enclosure. Calhoun street, where I stood, and then looking down Lawrence street, both are fully enveloped under these trees. And while I couldn't paint the trees behind me directly, they are present virtually in the shadow patterns on the street, lending a real sense of scale to that enclosure, which is reinforced by the large oak toward the upper center of the painting. The building on the left, known as The Store, was built in 1904. I imagine the large oaks in this scene were there long before then.