The knoll was shot at a location of the same name, a small rounded hill deep in the wood. The solitary figure swings under a canopy amid a forest of cut out paper trees, a pop-up paper world in a never ending loop. Swinging with her back to the viewer, drawing us in, the scene is like a half glimpsed memory.
The image, shifts and bends, and as you look closer becomes grainy. Between the branches, the trees fall inwards, disorientating you; the surface comes away from the wall. You examine the mechanics of the installation: projectors, slides, film, cables, cut out paper; the illusion holds. |