In November and December of 2017 I harvested olives at a small Dutch-owned farm, just outside of a tiny mountainous town in the northeast of Portugal. During this time I made some friends, ate a lot of soup, and spent about six hours a day, five days a week up an olive tree pruning its branches.

Since then, I have thought a lot about olives. So when a friend from my olive harvesting days suggested we do a collaborative project about our experience, I took it the most literal way and went back into those trees.