I think we are all at some point little acorns that grew into oak trees, and our divine purpose is to look at other acorns and say, "No. Don't stop here. There's an oak tree inside you. Just wait and see. Water. Sun. Good soil. And wait." We are created to call out the potential in others.
Also I know these aren't oak trees but don't judge me because I live in Portugal where there are more Palms than Oaks. Trees r trees.
I rarely shoot in black and white, but sometimes it just feels right. I don't know what this bridge is called (why do bridges have names anyway?!) but it is massive. If there are any artists in Lisbon looking for a collaboration for an instillation I have an idea to pitch you.