No Escape
This poetic essay was written in April 2025 and was created alongside the sculpture No Escape. The writing and the figure emerged together, each shaping the other, as an exploration of temptation, misplaced trust, and the quiet persuasion that alters innocence.
The text is not meant to instruct or resolve, but to witness. It traces a familiar story not as mythology, but as an ongoing human condition—one in which deception rarely announces itself, and belief is redirected through promise rather than force.
No Escape exists both in words and in form. Together, they speak to the same truth from different directions, asking the viewer and the reader not simply to look, but to recognize.
No Escape
All of the trouble that we find in the world today
Can be traced back to a singular event.
It was that time when Eve ate the apple.
When man scoffed at the gifts passed down by his father.
God was the artist.
As an expression of his spirit, he created a magnificent garden.
For five days, where there had once been a vast expanse of nothing,
He formed a paradise.
It was a reflection of his soul.
On the sixth day, he begot his children, and gave every bit of himself to them.
The garden and the children were pure and absolute.
They were love incarnate.
The children were promised peace, safety and happiness.
They were granted freedom, with only one condition.
In the garden, there was a tree.
The tree was named Temptation.
God told his children that they could have the world, but that they must avoid the tree.
God and his children were satisfied,
Until the daughter became confused.
Late at night, when all was quiet, she heard the whispered hypocrisy of a snake.
The snake swore that there was more than just a garden.
He promised riches, power and fame.
He told Eve that if she followed him, she would be remembered for millennia.
And poor Eve, in her naivete, did not understand deception.
The trust that was meant for her father
She put into the snake.
The snake celebrated as the walls fell down.
And the material world appeared.
He convulsed with laughter at his victory over God.
Thrust out of the garden, man encountered a world of enticement, seduction and provocation.
God left us with instructions.
He was clear about what is right and what is wrong.
But we found ourselves lost, unable to hear his voice over the whisperings of snakes.
Now we depend on a system that is run by depraved, nefarious vermin,
Who tell us that creation itself is flawed.
Beside the word of our father,
There is no escape from Temptation.
It all went wrong when we worshipped the tree, and followed the advice of a snak
