Wish she could hear me

The multilayered tree barks, representing different and eclectic mix of media through which we communicate appear to be frustrating the male figure on the left in his attempts at communication. The genesis of this was my own frustrations at the less than perfect communications between me and my son when I took him out to the skating park with his friends. It seemed to me that various contexts where we interact, as his minder at the skate park, as his coach in soccer games, as his tutor when helping him with his homework, etc., distort our communications. In fact, it was near the skate park that I found the trees with peeling barks. As the project took shape, I was pretty happy to ferry him over to the skate park, in anticipation of different textures of peeling tree bark I may find around it.