T H E G A R D E N - In progress

In a writing workshop I found the work of Henri Corbin, who inspired by Persian philosophy wrote about imagination and the space where it happens. He proposes that this space is a no-space, is not inside or outside us because it is no where, in fact is not even a ‘where’. However, we do get there. Furthermore, he refers to imagination as a concept that has been misunderstood, it is usually associated with fantasy, surrealism, something only children have. But in reality it is -put simply- where an image appears, this can be in the form of a thought or an idea.

I propose that the garden (metaphorically and non-metaphorically speaking) is that no-place, where ideas and thoughts emerge, therefore creation, therefore all art forms.

The garden is the origin, from which we were expelled as humans —according to our most famous myths— and where we want to go back. The garden is the divine place. It is the organised nature, the line between the outside and the inside. I am interested in analysing where does the inside and outside end and begin in our experience of the world. To realise this is perhaps to understand that this place is a no-place. A floating time, or no time at all. And this may be what Henri Corbin was referring to….