Paysage manquant 1, 2 & 3 / Missing landscape 1, 2 & 3

Missing Landscape 1 (2018)

How much do we remember the details of an ordinary landscape, that was seemingly unchanging, in our past ? It may have shown us a vivid faces depending on the light of the sun or the moon. Or it may have expressed hundreds of subtle, even whimsical whispers as the wind and rain came from different directions. What could we have discovered, beyond that landscape? Or in a corner of our own psyche ?

< < Time, which is so often an enemy in life, can also become our ally if we see how a pale moment can lead to a glowing moment, and then turn to a moment of perfect transparency, before dropping again to a moment of everyday simplicity. > >

― Peter Brook

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Missing Landscape 2 (2018)

All things are said to be « maya », an illusion. Could that really be so ? What about passion ? What about eternity ? What then could an earthy experience be, from a corner in the shadow to a corner that is being well lit ?

As the chariot runs to bring the light of the sun to hide, the night falls like a thick curtain. A fragment of earthy illusion and fictional reality.

< < Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds, Towards Phoebus' lodging: such a wagoner As Phaethon would whip you to the west, And bring in cloudy night immediately. > >

< < Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night, Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun. > >

Shakespeare, Romeo & Juliette, act 3 scene II

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Missing Landscape 3 (2021)

If you walk deeply into a forest, you may not only encounter someone like Melisande, but also live an immersivity of a wonderful silence. Even if you may never have been there, you know that you may have visited such places in your imagination. Can such an imagination be still active today ? Or is that already a thing of a lost civilisation ?

< < Unless we close our eyes we are always deceived. > > ― Maurice Maeterlinck

released March 15, 2024