Stairways to Erewhon
Views of the 6 continents, currently submersed in an incomprehensible zeitgeist, filled with horizontality or verticality leading to Erewhon. From tight embraces to winding mirrors of the past, humanity will keep climbing the staircases of fantasy, when all continents eventually merge onto Erewhon. That place where all continents come together. Where differences are neither to be seen nor valued, where they merely represent an attraction, ritual responses to tangible events.
(a selection of photos from different countries, taken in different years, and meant to represent a single one, that place of human celebration).
The arrival to Erewhon. When you keep swimming to reach that place. And you finally see it, in all its beauty.
The triumph of the white dragons. Erewhon's guardians, of freedom, comprehension and the wills of the other. Fighters of the permanent tumult of misunderstanding, created by the simple fact of living in a world created by somebody else.
Winding branches of concord. The wedding day.
The departure of Prometheus. The day when the skies open beside your ground, opening every valve to the desperate music of being.
Symphony of the anthuriums. The melody of the gardeners by the shore.