I wonder how many names it took to achieve this rather interesting result? At some point the curator must have had the bright idea of blacking out the windows of the Prison to lower the light level and make the place even more atmospheric than it already was. Soon after [I image] visitors must have started scratching their names into the paint.
One or two names stood out for me, but it was the jumble of letters that appealed to me, but I didn’t feel a compulsion to add my own name. It felt like just another layer of the Prisons history and I think some else must agree with me, because it would have been quite a simple task to paint over the scratches [I image; I’ve never blacked out a window before].