My collage, "The Conference of the Birds," threads Farid ud-Din Attar's timeless allegory into the historical grandeur of the Alhambra. And in this reimagined world, the Conference of the Birds happens one day each year — offering humans a chance to speak with the Simorgh about life, love, and the universe.
I read the Conference of the Birds many years ago, when I took a religious studies class at college. The Conference of the Birds was on our reading list for the week we studied Islam. A masterpiece of Persian literature by Sufi poet Farid ud-Din Attar. In the poem, the birds seek guidance, but have none. And we come to see how each of the birds represent a flaw that prevents humankind from attaining enlightenment. I'm not a religious or spiritual man. I find faith in hope, fairness, kindness & the mind-blowing wonder of no one reeeeeeeally knowing what's going on in this topsy-turvy place we all call home. But a good story—be it religious or not—never fails to move me. The best stories shift my focus so much that I never see our world the same way again. And the Conference of the Birds is on my list of life-changers.
I'm Toby, a kitsch collage fanatic with a tenuous grip on reality. What's real, anyway? You tell me...
Here's something I can tell you for sure: my tenuous grip on reality is the perfect antidote for spaces and places that need a dash of inspiration. I work closely with clients of all shapes and sizes to make work that sings their daydreams into waking life. Whether it's a portrait that weaves the symbology of your life story together, or a coven of witches ordered from the underworld by a high fashion mag... I reshape reality with every piece. From a motley crew of tales tall and true. A melange of myths, signs and symbols. Every one ripe for my kitsch confections, which could all be legends one day...
Every piece I create is true. Sourced from truth and grounded by it. But never real. Reality's a fiction we're all subscribed to, which doesn't make it any less true. And that's the thing about the truth. Or the past. It moves in both directions. Myriad, in fact. Never sitting still or doing as it's told. Forever questioned, dissected, reframed and upended. Queered and inverted. Packaged and performed. Told, retold, adapted then sold. Evolving like everything else. Which is why I like to think my art exists outside of time. Reaching for infinity instead of reality. A kaleidoscope of mish-mashed truths that are only ever as surreal as we choose to make them...
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Toby Leon
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