
Imagine, if you will, walking through the streets of Phnom Penh, Cambodia. It’s a balmy evening, and while it’s dark you can still feel the day’s heat rising from the pavement slabs. You have just finished watching a film with friends, and you are returning to your inner city apartment. Imagine your surprise when you see the ghostly image of Buddha appear before you in the leaves of a tree. You blink yourself silly trying to work out whether this is your moment of truth, or whether it is the work of an amazing artist. Such was the dilemma facing Cambodians recently during Clement Briend’s exhibition, Cambodian Trees.