{"id":63321,"date":"2013-12-16T15:35:54","date_gmt":"2013-12-16T20:35:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=63321"},"modified":"2013-12-16T16:59:36","modified_gmt":"2013-12-16T21:59:36","slug":"a-corner-of-paradise","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2013\/12\/16\/a-corner-of-paradise\/","title":{"rendered":"A Corner of Paradise"},"content":{"rendered":"

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The opening to Betsy Karel\u2019s new book of photography, Conjuring Paradise<\/em><\/a>, is a poem by Kay Ryan titled \u201cSlant.\u201d It wonders at the randomness of loss, suspecting that its arbitrariness may be otherwise:<\/p>\n

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Does a skew
insinuate into the visual plane; do
the avenues begin to
strain for the diagonal?
Maybe there is always
this lean, this slight
slant \u2026<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Her imagining of a plan behind loss has a theatrical cant\u2014the man behind the curtain\u2014but the poet\u2019s conclusion that it\u2019s perhaps wiser to let this observation go unnamed is a subtle riff on Emily Dickinson\u2019s \u201ctell all the truth but tell it slant.\u201d Both poems imply that the truth of the matter is always set obliquely, and thus never fully seen. What, then, do we really understand of it?<\/p>\n

Karel\u2019s images follow the same principle, looking at paradise through the lens of loss. She visited Waikiki, on the island of O\u02bbahu, in 2004 with her husband, who was dying of cancer; he found solace and pleasure in the tropical resorts, his symptoms temporarily alleviated. After his death, Karel returned to the area to make the photographs in this book, and the images she captured reflect this uneasy enterprise. Torpid and tanned beachgoers, ocean-themed decor, gifts shops and bars, the aqua splendor of swimming pools\u2014each scene feels caught between a facile, picturesque serenity and a jarring sense of unreality. Ryan\u2019s impression of a \u201cskew\u201d in the \u201cvisual plane\u201d is rendered literal in Karel\u2019s photographs: the strange angle of a balcony set against the sea, of painted waves rolling over a hallway, of a flashy sports car parked, as though forgotten, in the blank corner of an entryway.<\/p>\n

Tropical splendor is just out of reach, as when plumes of sea spray block access to the ocean or the rich Hawaiian landscape is supplanted by a painted backdrop (can those smiling tourists discern the difference?). In one image, a giant screen, partially unfurled, hangs between Karel\u2019s camera and the promise of palm trees and blue sky. If you can only see paradise out of the corner of your eye or through a squint, Karel seems to ask, is it real?<\/p>\n