Section
by stephen hastings-king
In one section of the map C climbs a staircase. He climbs a spiral that gets no wider. The number of stairs never varies. His hand wears a groove in the stone wall. Periodically there is a platform. On the platform to his left there is a slit in the wall. He always looks out onto the same view; a stretch of grass cut to the same length; four trees at noon that cast no shadows arrayed around a sculpture of a man with a beard who resembles him sitting at a desk. He holds in one hand a compass; with the other he holds his head. On the desk is spread a map; some of it spills over the side. He is always gazing with the same intensity at the one section of the map in which C climbs a staircase. He climbs a spiral that gets no wider. The number of stairs never varies. His hand wears a groove in the stone wall. Periodically there is a platform. On the platform to his left there is a slit in the wall. He always looks out onto the same view; a stretch of grass cut to the same length; four trees at noon that cast no shadows arrayed around a sculpture of a man with a beard who resembles him sitting at a desk. He holds in one hand a compass; with the other he holds his head. On the desk is spread a map; some of it spills over the side. He is always gazing with the same intensity at the one section of the map in which C climbs a staircase.
Stephen,
I always enjoy some repetition, but I've never seen it used like this. I like it.
thanks much for the read and comment.
i am interested in repetition that undermines itself. there are lots of ways to do it i suspect. the ways i've found so far are fun to play with in a nerdly kind of way.
with scale shifting, for example, you can put a story inside itself again and again and again. and the machinery can be set into motion very efficiently. great fun.
I've always liked pieces- whatever form/media- like this. Fun with opposing mirrors; a Polaroid tacked to a tree of Polaroid tacked to a tree. Etc.
Always wonder what if you could only see far enough in.