The Crossing- installation at Tøyen Park, Oslo 2011

A performative video installation   (running time: 12 min)

 

Here, – he is coming! Our Man – our traveller. He has made the crossing from The Garden with suitcase in hand. He tells us that whatever our imagination longs for, that is the paradise we will meet, – and whatever our imagination cried for in loss, that was the land which once was in the Utter East. His suitcase is full of dreams and dust.

 

For many centuries (almost three millennium), within the Abrahamic religions, a belief has been held in an earthly paradise, a sublime garden this side of death.  

The word paradise is from the Old East Iranian pairidaeza meaning a deliberately enclosed area and is the etymological root of our word park . In Second Temple era Judaism paradise came to be associated with the Garden of Eden     

Originally located at the beginning of the east, Eden was a primordial paradise characterized by perfection, freedom, delicate fragrances, an unvarying springtime   – and peace between man and animals.         

At its centre grew the apples from the tree of knowledge and a spring of water which, after first watering the garden, separated itself into four rivers, the Pishon, the Gihon, the Tigris and Euphrates. These rivers flowed into our sections of the world, providing sustenance – their sweetness becoming a faint echo of their sublime source.

As mans empirical awareness grew, Eden withdrew geographically more and more Eastwardly, its final location before disappearing from our world consciousness was at the very east but now separated from our lands by a large expanse of impenetrable ocean and its divine knowledge sealed by a ring of angelic fire.

Our belief in the garden has given rise in our collective consciousness to a profound nostalgia for this lost but not forgotten paradise, and a strong desire to recover it.

        

A short distance from where you are standing is the entrance to Oslo's Botanical Gardens. There you will find many sweet smelling plants and trees to walk amongst, within their DNA structure a faint memory of Eden still reverberates.