Greenhouses are a metaphor for man’s relationship with seasons. We plant, grow, harvest, wait. We also seek to control, to extend, to bend nature to fit our ideals and desires.
Behind an abandoned mansion built in the early 1920s is a greenhouse with a different relationship to the seasons. On this plot of earth the seasons control the greenhouse. Here man’s impulses for speed, control and bounty have been displaced by the slow, inexorable power of nature to reclaim its own.