Do we always believe what we see?
Do we allow ourselves to see only what we want to see?
And is our own self-perception a finely crafted deceit?
The work uses illusion as a metaphor for the mystery of death, and draws
upon devices invented to create
optical illusion in the early days of moving
pictures, such as the Zoetrope and Praxinoscope. The work aims to question
whether we are only prepared to believe what we can see. As many of us seek
a spiritual solution as an escape from increasingly pressurised life in
a society that has taught us to expect instant results, confirmation and
tangible solutions, there is conversely a decline in church attendance.
Are we only prepared to believe in something tangible? Or are we prepared
to invest a belief in the intangible concept of the God and an eternal life
that ultimately requires an absolute faith?