For 37 out of 46 consecutive days I was naked in the wild.
I returned recently from an ecstatic expedition Down Under to the exotic lands (for us northerners) of Australia and New Zealand for an epic TreeGirl photo shoot and returned with photos of 30 new species. With the exception of a few days of exclusive traveling and visiting relatives, every day for 7 weeks I was either flying to a tree’s location or driving to a tree’s location, and then hiking to a tree’s location, to photograph myself naked with a tree. For the most part, I was adventuring solo, excluding a few days with a couple of generous, local arborists as my guides, and later, a spirited band of extremely gracious pro photographers during a spectacular workshop in New Zealand. It was the most consecutive days I’ve ever spent with focused, determined, disciplined, hard-working TreeGirl intention, deeply intertwined with camera and nature: it was an immersive, self-directed intensive of thrilling, and sometimes exhausting, earthiness.