Here, if it is the edge that speaks, it is an edge that, paradoxically, speaks with the authority of an empty centre: an edge too anxious, too edgy, to speak of itself. An edged figure from the edge of the world, it hedges the edge of its site. "Like an intact catastrophe that redeems the accident beyond common sense", it speaks of the enigma of the threshold, the limit.
Furjan, Helene.
"Crossed Lines:
Drawing Threads from the 1991 Venice Prize."
Interstices, no. 2 (1992): 195-201.
Tour of lifts at Maidstone Hospital, Kent; one lift has the same voice as the Piccadilly Line.
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