stairs

Stairs is not my magnum opus. Its not my crown gem. If anything, its my way of describing an illusion. 

Since I was a child, stairs have fascinated me. I have always been confused about going up and down. My love of architecture has always led me to look at stairs whenever I go into a house. 

Stairs are also a way of looking at life. You go up, you go down. In new media, one of my favorite works of art is Endless by Frank Ocean, a visual art piece that ended up with Def Jam Records loosing over 20,000,000 dollars and was a focal point in a creative venture between Frank Ocean and artist Tom Sachs, Ocean builds a staircase. Why? To signify going up; escaping the past. A past where, as an artist, he wasn’t cared about until he got famous. It’s the best fuck you anyone could ever have, and a work of media that I find to be incredibly satisfying both in the plot behind it and the story itself.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EIz8nlyQNJY For more information about Frank Ocean, Endless, and the results of it, click the link above. 

As a work of media, I wanted something fast. I wanted to move, to flow, to breathe. The sudden cut off means what? What happens next? Did I continue falling? Did I climb up? What would you do? Its like a choose your own adventure book. 

I did this because I feel that, by going down stairs, its my way of letting go. What else is there to think of? Don’t die and you’ll be fine. Once again, this isn’t a magnum opus. This isn’t a gem. This is a thought, an illusion. The idea behind it is me forgetting everything happening and just running. It’s not revolutionary, its not special, its my thoughts flowing out as I run down stairs.