‘Immediately the first day I thought, it felt like Paradise.’
The history of Paradise is exotic and ancient, and often centres on an idyllic island where everything a person could want is in abundance. It is an eternal cultural theme, and one whose pull is felt deeply within the human psyche.
Awash with promise, and blessed by the allure of a clear sea and the warming rays of the sun, the bountiful island offers an easy going life, far from the drudgery of work and everyday doubts. Yet these aspirations are vulnerable to the mundane dramas of life that find their way into Paradise, and threaten to overwhelm the idyll at any moment. Surveying the scene we are left to mull over the residue of this ongoing search for a perfect existence. Amid the fallout of lives spent in the gap between dreams and reality, the landscape waits patiently for the endgame to reclaim its place.
The voices in quotation, and the figure in the landscape, suggest two different encounters with the island, one in the past, and the other closer to the present. The voices recall the idyll, a window of time in which Paradise may have been glimpsed before new pressures appeared and modern complexities encroached. Fragments remain, and amidst the ruins of this momentary Eden we are left to gather what we can in the hope that the possibility of Paradise may return once more. The figure moving restlessly through the land becomes our guide, she remains out of reach and in failing to come to a stop it is unclear whether she has found the contentment she seeks. Something beckons, the search remains the same, yet everything is different, and as ever the dream remains illusive.
Print size; 100×115 cm, Edition of 7 with 2 AP.