Bastiaan van Aarle

I like to let my imagination run free when wandering around. I wonder what happens behind fences, tall hedges and closed doors. How do people live their lives? What do they create to do so? And will it survive the test of time? The tree might outgrow the house. The forest felled for project development. I don’t know, but I make it up while I go.

This imagination is fed by my environment. I read about a sealevel rise of 65 meters and I’m intrigued. For this to happen, all the ice around the world must melt. Belgium would become a surreal collection of islands. I suddenly see beach houses, tree tops popping out of the sea or flooded industrial plants.

Photography might not be able to capture what I imagine, but I can still visually suggest it. A subtle line invades the image and transports you to another world. A world which isn’t visible, but might become a reality.