The click of the shutter echoed softly in the cavernous hall of the MCA. I peered through the lens, the black and white viewfinder framing a scene both strange and captivating. It was Do Ho Suh’s exhibition, and my attention was snagged by a mesmerizing sight – a staircase, meticulously crafted from what looked like shimmering moonlight. Made entirely of translucent nylon fabric, the steps defied gravity, twisting upwards like a wisp of smoke. The stark contrast of the black and white photo only amplified its ethereal quality. In the distance, a tiny figure stood silhouetted in a doorway, bathed in a soft light. Suh’s work has always resonated with me, his exploration of home, identity, and the spaces we inhabit sparking a deep connection. This fabric staircase felt like a metaphor – a portal to the past, a bridge between cultures, a pathway etched with memories.