Description
Passage – 213
Interior of an extinguished Lighthouse.
Once a living cell, now a broken lamp.
Like unexplored terrain of our inner lives – unapproachable (inaccessible) and at the mercy of the weather.
Snakelike stairways that define helical perspectives in the center parts of the octagonal tower.
Arched and straight sections, rectangular marbles and curved iron bars, material filings and scales from eroded surfaces, compose cubist abandonment frames and black and white abstract forms.
When nothing changes except the corners of the light the way that it diffuses from the half-closed windows and gives duration to the instantaneous impressions.
