Even the trees remember

Even the trees remember. 2025.

In the cold blue of a Tasmanian evening, a single street lantern hangs in a web of bare branches, its small pool of light pressing back against the weight of the sky. The trees tangle together like a memory map, each limb a line that leads away into Port Arthur’s layered history, while the lamp feels almost human, holding a quiet vigil beneath them. I wanted the frame to feel like looking up into a crowded mind at night, thoughts branching and looping, with that one steady glow acting as a keeper of stories, or perhaps a reminder that places remember us long after we have left.

24 mm • f/5.6 • 1/8000 sec, ISO 400