Friday, 28 October 2011

The Magician

We are such stuff as dreams are made on. (Prospero - The Tempest - Shakespeare)

Imagine that everything you know and take for granted is wrong. Suppose, for the sake of argument, that nothing exits. Not even you or me. Not even time or space. Not one atom. Suppose that everything is only illusion. A kind of magician's trick or a kind of dream. Where would that leave us? How would that affect us if it was discovered to be true? And what would be the purpose of such an illusion or dream?

In the above sculpture the two figures appear to be one behind the other. In fact they are side by side.


  1. thanks John, I took the photo and others at venezia biennale exhibition - unfortunately I misplaced the info leaflets so I cant identify the individual artists. but this work and another similar I will put up in a few days are I believe from Slovenia.

  2. Oh, but I do believe it is true; I simply dream reality.

  3. Mike, It appears that's an explanation that fits to the facts or should I say the apparent facts without any adjustments and other tinkerings being constantly required


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