I have a love for nature and trees.
It was a relief to point the camera up to the sky.
To get caught by the arms of the trees, before the light could capture the infinite universe.
“I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I could not make up my mind which of the figs tree I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant, loosing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet”