Our breath is the air of the Orangery,
The air we breathe and which inspires us,
A place on the ground where silence speaks to us.
A box of light that projects us into the sky,
Which reveals to us the trivial, 
the complexity of the simple, the strength of the fragile.
It is here that we learn the unseen.

Light and silence are our guide, they inspire us to contemplate as the seconds pass. The Orangery is our photo studio, our gallery, our workshop, the crucible of our botanical collections. It is the epicentre of slow art. At the Orangerie, inside and outside merge. It watches over those who stay there, sheltered by hundred-year-old box trees, under the protection of benevolent acanthus and solar annua lunaria.