This work began 6 months ago. The title references a poem by Charles Baudelaire from his anthology ‘Les fleurs du mal’ (1857).
Today, looking at it in lockdown due to the Corona pandemic, the sense of yearning and desire for an imagined Utopia is more compelling than ever. The heavy octagonal shape frames another world of freedom and possibilities which seems out of reach, never to be re found.
Interesting how meaning shifts with changed circumstances, even to the maker/artist/author.