Untitled
Oil on canvas
100*70

The stairwell is an intermediate passage between the home and the outside. During the war, the stairwell changed its function, we went there and we returned back home with a feeling of relief, without meeting the outdoors. The work describes a kind of a loop - a repeating rotation, going to an intermediate space which is the stairwell and going back inside into the intimate space without really going out. As soon as the staircase begins, the house ends, as if crossing a border from the public to the intimate, today crossing this border became blurred and the ear is waiting for the next alarm.


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