because you can shamelessly peek into your neighbor’s apartment
because you can wave to your family in your own apartment
because it’s a once in a lifetime experience
because it makes you face your own shame, scrupules or fears
because you feel you suddenly merit something
because there are no decent trees to climb around
because, out of the blue, you might have a new idea about your own life
Along with my assistants we were approached by people who didn’t fear climbing up the ladder or who feared a bit, but wanted to overcome it, because they were simply curious. Most of them were women between 6 and 60 years old, some boys, a couple of brave aged men. Tired housewives, frivolous mothers, schoolchildren, slightly drunk retired soldiers, hangovered bricklayers, middle-class fathers, female art afficionados, culture sector employees, students and spoiled balerinas. Some people didn’t wanted to climb, like that old Gypsy man with severe mustache and a fancy hat, who sat by us on a wobbly chair and said: „I climbed many ladders, can’t do it anymore after my three heart attacks, but what I can do is play you some music, ’cause you seem to lack it!”. And he did!