Black Tree is experimental GIF picture book called "motion graphic poetry" which tries to find a multimedia way and break the convention of illustrator‘s storytelling. The story is based on artist’s real life experience.
A black witch met a "black tree." She took the dying black tree to find water and light, and they gave each other salvation in their journey. They are seekers of light, and the witch brought artificial light to the black tree, but the black tree became the true light in her heart.
A black witch met a "black tree." She took the dying black tree to find water and light, and they gave each other salvation in their journey. They are seekers of light, and the witch brought artificial light to the black tree, but the black tree became the true light in her heart.
Black Tree
2D Animated Image | Storytelling
Medium: Digital
Software: Adobe Photoshop, Adobe Animate
2D Animated Image | Storytelling
Medium: Digital
Software: Adobe Photoshop, Adobe Animate
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A witch met a dark sapling
Growing on the center of the cracked Life tree.
It's almost dead.
"You can't save me because we are the same. "
the tree said.
But the witch took it away
To find a place of light.
She walked between the hole of stars
Following the sparkling light
She found the brightest guide.
The guide star led her to the church
The church did not welcome a witch
God was dozing off
She sneaked in with the black tree.
The church was like a cage
But had clean water
The black tree entered the pool for baptism
She put the black tree into the empty hole in her body
Which leads to her home.
The witch backed to her room
Soaked the black tree in the bathtub with herself
The artificial stars floated on the water
The alchemical liquid flowed slowly:
She tried to create her own light.
The black tree grew up in the water of stars
One day, the tree broke the roof
Took the witch to find the fascinating moon
At the end of the growth
The white flowers bloomed on the branches of black tree
The light tore the boundary.
It is the last gift to the witch
The black tree said：
I have come to the end of my life
I shall decay
But I’ve brought you to the city of the moon.
The black tree turned to ash.
They were too late to farewell with each other.
The witch did not go to the moon city.
She planted the white flower in the empty hole on her chest
And lay on the dark, cold wildness.
The white flower grew and illuminated around.
"Who is the black tree? "
The comet did not answer.
The black tree
never appeared anymore．
But the bright light fulfilled her chest
It was the light she longed for.
-The End-