The Kelsey entrance is not a terminus but a turning point. Like a cable on a spool, the strand of travelers arrives there, marches across the top of the glass, descends the far side then turns back across the bottom, returning to the Museum of Art across the street. The Kelsey entrance has become a traffic roundabout for the march of ancient figures traveling endlessly in a loop of influences and understandings. The pairs of windows along the portico provide the settings for a series of linked incidents along their pathway. Each episode brings to the window surfaces the story of objects visible behind the glass.
