||Fabric again, this time rolled in lead. Something personal packed down, packed and stuffed into a ladder-like form slightly angled off the horizontal. Six or more of these massive pieces of near-identical design encircle the room and finally disappear behind a louvered iron wall that is semi-transparent in effect. Variations in each piece are in the details: the condition of the lead, the individuality of the rolls. A certain inevitability seems to apply to the repetition, the movement and the disappearance...