I had the little twinge of anxiety that I always get when I have to
scale a
fence - remembering the time a jagged end of
chain link ripped my hand open as a child.
The scenes, most easily viewed from across the room, are of something like an Edenic carnival: portraits rendered in gray
scale of larger - than - life women against a tropical backdrop, all printed under the same watermarked pattern of the diamond - arrayed, shiny,
chain -
link fence that rings the room.