Fourteenth Balcony

One of the balconies in my building is distinctly different from the others: it is covered in graffiti and drawings, and a worn armchair sits welcomingly in the corner—every object speaks to daily human presence. By the time the project was complete, however, it had been completely scrubbed, all the furniture removed, and it returned to its original state.

My series became a reflection of the lost intrusion of the personal into the public, the individual into the universal.

In this zine, I explore my own interaction with a balcony—when and under what circumstances I discovered its existence, what I felt returning to it time and again, and what details I managed to notice before it was taken down. In addition to a series of illustrations, I also incorporated photographs I took on various dates.