Eikenboom in buurtschap De Hees, Noord-Brabant before 1915

This anonymous photograph captures an oak tree in North Brabant, and it’s all about the process, or maybe the lack of it. The tones are muted, almost monochromatic, giving a sense of timelessness. I find myself drawn to the way the light filters through the leaves, creating these soft, hazy edges. It's like the photographer was more interested in capturing the feeling of the place rather than a perfectly crisp image. See how the path leads you into the scene, right to that massive trunk? It’s like the tree is this silent guardian, standing watch over the land. It reminds me a bit of some of Gustave Courbet’s landscapes, that same love for the everyday, the unpretentious. Art isn't always about answers, sometimes it’s just about creating a space for us to wander around in, to get lost in our thoughts.