I used to have a dream when I was younger of getting chased and I would be running down stairs. I would always wake up at the point when I was about to reach the bottom, but I never seemed to actually reach it. I personally think it was because I would always watch horror films with my older sisters, so I was always scared someone was going to come after me. Regardless, it's a dream I used to have a lot and the only reoccurring dream I've ever had that I remember.
Composition: I didn't want to show a lot of space around the stairs, but concentrate on only the stairs themselves. I wanted to have some light but I also wanted it to be dark in some areas. I wanted it to look like they could have gone on forever, so you don't really know where they start and end.
Concept/Aboutness/Idea: By showing multiple levels of stairs, I feel like there is a movement through the levels. The light also creates a movement. The concrete and steel rails give it a cold, eerie feeling.
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