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Books take time to write it seems

D a r l i n g s !

I’ve been silent. There have been no rambling attempts to sell my project to you – I’m done with that for the time being.

This is just to say: THE BOOK IS COMING TOGETHER.

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When a tree starts producing fruit – its energy goes that way rather than into the business of getting bigger. My energy is directed at writing, rather than into communicating with the world.

Crowd funding for an unwritten book was a bit like putting the cart just a tiny bit before the horse, and I was a little over optimistic as to how long it might take to turn a huge chaotic jumble of ideas into a smaller jumble of ideas worth reading. Having said that, apart from being inspired by the material I gathered during the tree project (the interviews, the diaries, the photos etc), – owing 100 people books is motivating. My ego is under threat.

If you are a crowd funder and still waiting for your copy – thank you for your patience! Please get in touch if there’s anything you’re wondering and I’ll see if I can prize myself away from the endeavour to respond. If you’re eager to support the project you can pre order a copy of the book here. If you’re a publisher and you’ve spotted the wave of tree climbing interest – The Art of Climbing Trees is on the hob, – the book smells like it might be good.


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Crowd Fund Phase 2!

Good day!

A quick update to tell you about crowd funding PHASE 2!


I’ve created a new website to continue crowd funding here.  Please have a look and tell me if it works ok. Also please share it, and if you haven’t already – think about pre-ordering a book or print!

In phase one, £2700 was raised which is great! Not close to the target but loads of brilliant things came out of the whole process so thank you all for your support, comments and sharing of the project!


I’ve had a rethink of the budget and how the book will be delivered. All the info is on the new website.

I’ll be seeking grants, publishers and rich philanthropists who love trees and who like the sound of the Adventure and Manifesto UpTrees. Please also remember that I’m still looking for people to submit their drawn trees to illustrate the book alongside my thousands of beautiful images of trees, diaries and transcribed conversations. Please spread the word! Thank you!


The Professor strikes again!

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A quick post to present you Professor Gauntlett demonstrating his latest invention – and plugging The Art of Climbing Trees. He’s helping me reach £10,000 in the next 9 days! Can it be done?!

The Professor interrupted my crowd funding film and lent his eccentric brilliance to again help me sell the book. Thank you!

Protest and Gratitude

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I’ve realised what this book is (!)

This book is my protest and activism. My expression of gratitude, joy and creativity. some good friends helped me put the nail on the head of what it is I’ve been doing and I thank them for it!

(I’ve at times billed myself as a failed environmentalist and activist – a bit defeatist. It aint over til it’s over and every drop in the ocean…)

The crowd fund ends mid November 2013… If you can, please pre order a book! I need your help!

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Trees, – the great lungs of the world. The largest single offering from out of the Earth. We take them for granted. We appreciate them if we take notice. We explore them as children; our bodies remembering the primal experience. Physical. It’s why hands were invented. (?) Rooted and reaching. Seasonally evolving. It’s magic, what comes out of a tiny seed. The ancient, solid weather beaten bark clad trunk supporting all the fractal mass above. Supporting the weight of an artist and his co-climber/s.

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The tree, – what a simple genius idea, living in two worlds, clutching the packed ground with its feet and toes to be able to spread its arms into the CO2 it craves. Tunnelling up and down to consume our leftovers. Negotiating the darkness and light. Imperceptible growth. Steady. Adaptable. Each one of these curious life forms are unique providers for us and home to millions.

Symbols of sustainability. You recycle, drive less, sign an online petition, eat less meat and plant trees; the typical actions of someone trying to do something to stop the madness against the planet.


We’re basically screwed, unless we the conscious rise up higher than we think we’re able soon and push our seed heads through the bullshit, –  over haul our collective actions. We all need to do more than our bit until the biosphere is fixed or baked. If the shit is going to hit the fan then it will and there’s not a lot we can do about it anyway. But if there’s a chance to turn it around we have to take it. Right?

I feel the pressure of how badly we’re ballsing this world up, and the audacity to give fixing it a whirl.

I’m an artist / writer / filmmaker who set about climbing a tree every day as a personal challenge. Climbing trees is more fun with good company, and pretty quickly I realised I’d planted the seeds for a book. Allow me to introduce myself: Henrik G Dahle, 36. 5,9. Blonde.


It’s possibly whimsical and frivolous to frame the ideas of a disgruntled / joyful radical within the childlike activity of climbing trees for a year but it is what it is; a sprawling smorgasbord of thoughts and ideas along with images of 365 beautiful trees. I think it’s important to keep play in the equation of world change. It’s disarming. Changing the shit out of our destructive systems should be fun.

The book is the story of a creative walk about, with the company of more than 80 inspiring people. It will contain frivolous memories of tree climbing, and will try and challenge us / me to act. To bother. To fight and keep climbing until we win, (or lose).

As the project went on I discovered a deeper connection with… well everything actually. It became a family tree project. This is in large part why I wanted to crowd fund to make it possible; a collaboratively enabled conclusion to the thing. I’m a romantic.


In this vein I’m asking for artists / illustrators / children to draw a tree for the book. Collaboration is how we’ll dig and build our way out of this fine mess we’re in. I’m not an island and neither are you or the strange guy down the street. As with the ideas of my co-climbers – they have given dimension to the project I couldn’t hope to discover on my own. How many dimensions can I fit into ‘The Art of Climbing Trees’? A brilliant example of this added value is a tree drawn by ‘alternative / independent’ midwife Virginia Valli. It’s what a placenta looks like. A placenta looks like a tree and her placenta tree will be going in the book. I’m not asking for conceptually interesting trees from everyone – an oblong with a blob on top by your five year old niece can be a welcome dimension too.

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I wish I could afford to give books away to all contributors but I’m only able to offer a discount. Full details of drawing trees for the book can be found here.

This book is just a beginning; my first public offering of a kind of activism. The year of research and play has inspired me to think big, global and definitive (if that doesn’t sound too grandiose). First though I need to finish this Adventure and Manifesto as a thank you to everyone who gave me their wisdom and humour up trees, put me up in 10 countries around Europe, and waited patiently while I did my daily climb. I threw all my money, time and energy out of the trees to make something unusual and useful so I owe it to myself to complete it as well. It’s being born.


If you’d also like to be a part of the project with a drawn tree or / and by pre ordering the book to help get it printed then I will be ridiculously grateful. The crowd funding continues until mid November 2013. Please watch the crowd funding film for more details and the spectacle of moving pictures.

Thank yoU! Thank yU, thank U.

Henrik (the grateful protestor)

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Manifesto + Books I’ve not read…

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So I’m going to write a Manifesto of sorts with help from 80 people I met in trees…

…And with the help of a year thinking and asking about ecological / political issues,  contemplating what family means and taking note of what the trees had to tell me, – not literally I don’t think. This manifesto may be a rant or a question at times and will be illustrated by the experiments of an ‘artist’, and writer, and fool who admits to failing at being a ‘sustainable’ and challenging enough citizen. Challenging to the status quo.uptrees-book-cover-01_small

The book will also in part be a personal journal of the adventure. What was it like to experience trees so intimately? It’s a strange thing to have done. I discovered a certain connection with trees. Maybe this was via the psychosis of the discipline; constantly on the look out for ‘today’s tree’ and paying attention to them in detail through four seasons.

But I want this journey to count for something and I owe it to the people who have and will chip in for the book, and specially to those who climbed with me and gave their time, energy and wisdom, or joy, or at least a willingness to humour me. They bothered to meet up, climb up and invest in the idea so I could perhaps make something special. Isn’t that what we all want, – to create something special while we’re here?


They got to climb a tree as well, some of them for the first time so it wasn’t all that bad I think.

Many of the jobs I’ve done left me quite removed from feeling like I’m building a better future for the world. Maybe even making things worse in some cases. So I hope this can help with rolling that ball. Would be great to make something extraordinary.

The very first idea relating to this whole thing was the picture of me holding a seed, and the caption ‘I’m going to climb this tree’. A hope that I would be there when the tree was big enough and that the seed would make it that far too. I suppose this is about optimism.

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I have to say though that I’m quite a nihilist too. I see a world running wild with teenage angst. We are restless, rushing around and impulsive, displaying our ego. The whole thing is so massive too. When you travel through Europe you realise how big the problem is. House, village, city, one after the other for thousands of miles all fired up on fossil fuels and a disposable lifestyle and most of us with no intention or idea about changing anything. And this is just one small continent. We’re all hurrying to burn and use as much of everything as we can get our hands on through debt and toil. We all know this and that it’s leading to a sticky end if we don’t get our shit together.


Perhaps you could say it’s time for us to grow up and take responsibility for our actions. Tidy our room and slow down a pace to look around us and at each other. To add that: growing up doesn’t mean forgetting our childhood / adolescence, – losing our playfulness. Play leads to discovery and that’s something we all need to do; discover new ways of living. We are all crucial parts of the solution. We are the parts. Play is also a crud load of fun and that can’t be a terrible thing. Seems I’m backing up my choice of activity to explore the problems and solutions – the tree climbing.

So a Manifesto. A positioning statement. I figured I’m about old enough to write a few words about where I stand here. Like a rite of passage into a second adulthood. Turning the corner of my mid thirties. Crikey! Is it pretentious? It’s an experiment and it’s dressed with the adventure of climbing trees in 11 different countries. When you look at the wikipedia page on what a manifesto is – there’s quite a list of the ‘noteable’ ones. Why don’t I just pick one or a few of them and run with that? The ideas are out there already. Well, – I’m delivering something in my ‘language’ from where I’m standing and perhaps I have a need to use this skill I learned in school – making carefully arranged shapes to deliver messages; making words for those who can read them.


I’m not the most qualified person to write something like this but that’s partly the point. I’m anyone.

More to follow on Manifestos later.

Books I haven’t read

You might have also spotted that I’m trying to raise money so this chaotic and unusual year can be compressed into the pages of a book.

moneylessmanI bought several manifestos and other books so I thought I’d write a little bit about them. I’ve got a pile of them arrived by post and the first one I opened was Mark Boyles’ The Moneyless Man. Perhaps not directly a manifesto.

I need all the help I can get to write this Art of Climbing Trees so I’m feeding myself, and in this case on Mark’s time spent living without what we’re all so wrapped up in. Muney. I’m going to leave the other parcels unopened until I’m ready to write a little something about them. The scene from The Shawshank Redemption where Morgan Freeman’s character doesn’t immediately play the harmonica he’s given, so he can savour just owning it for a while. This comes to mind too in relation to not opening all the parcels at once. Less is more. I digress.


So I haven’t read the book yet, just started the first few chapters and already enjoying his way of telling a story, and his simple way of describing the financial system. Enough detail and not at all pretentious. It’s human. (Note to self). And I want to know what’s going to happen and how he survives the ‘project’.

If you’ve read it I invite you to comment on it with me… Below. 

There is however a contradiction with another book I’ve barely started, Debt, The First 5000 Years, by David Graeber. The notion of bartering that Mark Boyle describes, David Graeber says has never really existed in the way we all believe; villagers standing around in markets with chickens and trading them for bushels of wheat or what have you. Graeber writes how debt has always been a part of any system in the past. The debts would have been closer to home and more personally kept but debt is a currency. Debt is what currency is. A load of I.O.U’s that are endlessly passed around. “Give me a chicken and at some point I’ll get you to help me with the harvest – I know where you live. The debt is written on your conscience”. So barter in the traditionally understood sense never really existed. Maybe. This may be semantics though and I’ve not finished either book. Both seem like they are going to give me a lot. They already have.

I think they could both be important, – and again, please comment on either of them below.

So to end for now with a bit of advertising as I should, please have a look at the crowd fund website and think about helping me to realise this book of ours! You can pre order a copy that will have your name in it as a thank you… Thank you!

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This is the professor who is lending his hand in selling the idea of the book.