Photographic Works

The Staircase, 1998, Serigraph on 6 felt panels with 1 felt text panel, 66 x 66 inches overall.


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Her apartment was on the ground floor, which meant she was in earshot of footsteps and conversations. As the climbers or climber reached the 10th step, there was a break in the rhythm of the climbing, because its riser was slightly lower than the rest. From her apartment it sounded as though they had tripped, especially those who were unfamiliar with this inconsistency. She could hear the warnings offered by tenants as the guided their guests to their floor; particularly when they were assisted in carrying something; the apologies when they had forgotten to mention it in time; or the conversations that took place in midstream, that indicated the level of familiarity between climbers. There were some other sounds, not too long ago that seemed to be coming from the landing below. THey were faint and unrecognizable. It did not sound like talking, but more like the rhythmic lifting of a heavy object.