Notes from the Hundredth Chamber

We entered the first chamber in the late afternoon, when the sandstone still held heat. The lamp was not a prop. It was how the room expected to be seen.

The Hundredth Chamber is being built as a sequence, not a single image. Some days the dust is the subject. Some days it is the gap between two alcoves, and the decision not to fill it.

What we are protecting

• The feeling of a threshold
• The sound of a room before anyone speaks
• The right of the work to remain unfinished in public

This diary will continue as the project moves.