Garden of Possibilities I 2003/4 linocut on Magnani paper 52 x 92 cm, edition 25
The Spanish poet, Federico Garcia Lorca, in his poem, 'The Garden', has a refrain… 'the garden was never born, never, but could burst into life...'
Arthur's Seat, its Boonwurrung name, Wonga, meaning 'a hill of fire', was born some 588 - 416 million years ago. Since early childhood this has been my garden. While there have been many man-made additions to the 'hill' over the centuries there is no need for this iconic site to be defaced and plundered for a granite quarry.
This linocut, Garden of possibilties I is a garden - rocks to the lower left guard or welcome you into the vast space to the right - to the possibilities of creativity, room for the imagination rather than commerce.
Take the possibilities away and what are we left with - take the hill away and where is the iconic garden of the Mornington Peninsula?
NB. We are living in an age of climate change - if we do not look after the earth, in turn we will destroy ourselves.
