‘No more natural flowers!’, the Futurists roared in their manifesto Futurist Flora and Plastic Equivalents of Artificial Smells.

Modernity found the perfume of flowers too romantic and too soft, speed rendered obsolete that odorous theatre of seduction and the life impulse of pollination.

More and more we walk through the Futurist garden where a ‘replicant’ genius loci designs a painterly hyperreality.

José Ramón Ais