For Laurent Proux, the garden is not a reflection of an orderly paradise, but rather that of a fragile balance. Set between dominance and abandonment, cultivated land and untamed nature, the artist paints this in-between space, where humans no longer exercise full control, but coexist, sometimes awkwardly, with that which surpasses them. Thus, his gardens are not places of rest, but places governed by a gentle tension. One feels time passing, slowly, through the thick foliage and the intense light. And within this suspended moment in time, an unanswered question persists, about how we inhabit our world.