Instructions come in many forms. Syllables issuing forth from lips, riding on winds propelled by the shrinking of space between spine and ribs... Two dimensional line drawings depicting left or right, up or down... Light refracted through lenses, hues, saturation, frequency, repetition signaling and signaling and signaling...Nothing sends a message in such universal language as bars and a wall. Whatever your ethnicity, your socio-economic class, your language, your upbringing... bars and walls separate the space you are in from the space you imagine to be on the other side.
Light steals through bars giving an image for the mind to play with. What is that over there? Should I go see? Do I go around? over? under? Can I squeeeeeeeeeezzz?
Walls present a different challenge. One wonders what might be on the other side with only relational cues as clues. Hmm... I've seen this kind of wall before... must be a building or parking deck or privacy fence. What's on the other side?
I want to know.
Structures instruct us in concrete ways. Light is a bastard showoff. Shadows hide mischief and lingerie.
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