January 2021
Eleven doorways and a parking

I have hung a piñata next to my house. I order chronologically at the hallway the images of the building. I stand behind the mirrored glass door. In the hallway there is a faux leather sofa. I invite a volunteer to come by. We are all tenants. From the window I unhook a box. I change my car into a home. We cross the doorway playing hopscotch. An image of the staircase covers the front door. We walk blindfolded to the sea. The staircase has two skylights.