Though Hamlet here is concerned with death, the same can be thought of about our nightly exits into our subconscious. Just as there may be no peace after death, there may be no peace in sleep—or perhaps peace for only a short while, for our lives with all of their imperfections exist when we wake again.
In Heino Schmid’s new collection of work, “we’re all innocent when we dream”, which will open to the public Friday night at the Cube West Gallery, this duality between asleep and awake, peace and tension and right and wrong comes to the surface.