Poets tend to create their own world, where everything is beautiful.
Escapism artists call it: to dream of other, better places.
but then again Voltaire said "Le Paradis est ou je suis"
Paradise is where I am.
Edward James made his fantasy world reality: deep in the rainforest of Mexico he build this beautiful garden of sculptures. It reminds me a bit of Nikki de Saint Phalle's Tarot Garden.
Only I think this one is more mysterious, as it almost blends in with its environment.
Like a lost city.
seen on viva vena cava
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