What a great word! Gnarl perfectly describes the tree I stared at yesterday, while drinking a Coke and sketching. The gnarl has to have been years in the making, possibly without meddlesome pruning by “management”.
The time spent observing, was the perfect ending to a perfect day of food, weather and friends.
I debated leaving the drawing colorless, allowing the viewer to fill in the blanks. Possibly I should have.