Seeing the tree thru the linoleum

Trying to work out an idea that I’ve had swimming around my brain for the last few weeks. Something about seeing the trees through the forest or the forest through the trees, not sure which thought makes more sense to me today. 

My Mom died a couple weeks ago now, and I’ve been busy dealing with all that is required when a parent passes. The emotional stuff is there as well and I’m working through that the best way I know how - working in my studio, even if it’s just a few hours here and there.