Metha and Melisa painting series #3 - Guava (Jambu) tree climbing


Besides Metha’s family and mine being neighbors, we also had a friend named  Fenty who lived three houses from me.
On Fenty’s yard grew an alluring guava tree (pohon jambu) that always fascinated us to climb especially when the fruits were ripen. 
Like most children, we were obsessed with tree climbing, and we did often climbed Fenty’s tree especially when the jambu were ready for picking. 

My painting illustrates Fenty, Metha and I climbed the guava tree. It sort of shows how children and tree climbing are a match in heaven.

Melisa,

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