Catching the Light

8 x 10 Print

Printed with archival inks on

100% Cotton Rag Photo Paper


Olive trees are a recurring element in the Tuscan landscape . . . they are scattered, often in groves, across every terraced hillside. While their foliage is typically described as ‘silvery’, the late afternoon sun can transform its inherently reflective quality into gold-tinged leaves. Catching the Light captures the upper branches of an olive tree at the Bencistà, in one of those golden moments shortly before the sky begins to melt into the sunset. (Please follow this link for another photo taken at the Bencistà.)

The photo is printed on 100% cotton, museum-grade fine art paper, allowing the simple purity of this composition to shine through. The image itself measures 8 x 10 inches (20.3 x 25.4 cm), and is surrounded by a narrow white border. The print is titled & signed on the back, and packaged in a clear archival sleeve. (Click on the image for a larger view; please note that the images you see on the site are saved at a low resolution for the web, but they are of course printed at high resolution.)

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My earliest memory of an olive tree was the Christmas I was seven. Our family had just moved to Brazil, and my father went out to find a tree for us to decorate; after driving for miles, he brought home a rather scraggly olive tree. I don’t recall minding that it was nothing like the traditional evergreens we usually had but, looking back now, it must have made my mother rather homesick.

I’m not sure if this unusual Christmas tree had anything to do with it, but I never had a very high opinion of olive trees—until I moved to Italy. Somehow I have become extremely fond of them. Maybe it’s because my favorite place to sit in the Giardino delle Rose (Rose Garden) is under the branches of an olive tree that feels like its own little room. Or maybe it’s because I’ve had a chance to witness them at different times of day, in different seasons. (Some say that familiarity breeds contempt, but I find the opposite is often true.) Each one is unique, and the way the leaves glitter in the breeze is magical . . .

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