The Eden was described in the biblical narration as a magic and charmed place, a lustful garden where the first man was born. That man, as he couldn’t resist to the temptation, tasted the fruit of sin and he was dropped out from that place of wonders and perfection.
Thousand of years has been passed since that story was written down, but it looks like that humans hasn’t healed that ancient hurt yet. Still today we constantly try to get back the heaven on earth we had lost with anguish and fatigue.
That’s why human’s dreams and ambitions continuously go towards this ideal of wellness and perfection, as ambiguous as unrealizable. We desire a perfect body. A perfect love and perfect family. A house and a garden perfectly cared. But we constantly fall down, faced to the enormous and miserable course of life, every time we try to build around us our little personal paradise.
What is left, outside of the Eden gardens, is the world inhabited by a finite, unresolved and sometimes painful reality. The images of eden show us this reality: the only one we can know. They invite us to discover the delight behind the defect, the beauty behind the imperfection. They take us to enjoy what we have and often we let it slip away, distracted following the desire of an imaginary idyl. In this way we abandon the illusions, the fake expectations of existence and we meet with life, as it is and as it will always be. Ninguno sabe que todo está acá.
text / leonardo tagliaferri
