Common-sense lives on the ground floor […] on the same level as the others, as the passers-by, who are never dreamers.Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space
Beauty and the Beast
Stairs = Ascent To Heaven
This image is from the 1986 version retold by Anne Carter, illustrated by Binette Schroeder. Beauty and the Beast has a strong Christian message for young women: Do as you’re told and you’ll wind up in Heaven. Here we see her going up the stairs into the Beast’s castle, sure that she’s about to end up dead.
Stairs as Ascent into Terror and Imagination
I like drawing staircases, so it seems. There’s nothing like a steep staircase to add some tension and drama to an illustration.
Speaking of ominous staircases, you may have seen this picture on the Internet:
Over at Messy Nessy is an explanation:
“The Stairway to Heaven, also known as the Haiku Stairs, is a series of 3,922 steps in Oahu, Hawaii on the Koolau Mountain Range. The staircase was built by in 1942 by the U.S. Navy and its scenic views made it a popular tourist attraction. The Stairway to Heaven was closed off in 1982, and scheduled to re-open in 2001 after an $875,000 renovation but local residents opposed access in a NIMBY (Not In My BackYard) move. Hikers ignored the signs placed by the city, the city hired security guards to block access, so hikers then accessed the Stairway to Heaven in the middle of the night.”
Some stairs are hidden, functioning as a labyrinth just beyond the familiar walls.
STAIRS AS LOVERS’ LANE
The stairs leading to the turret are narrow, which forces physical proximity.
Wolves In The Walls by Neil Gaiman and Dave McKean
Does anyone else find it ironically hilarious that the steps are made of anti slip metal? I mean, it’s necessary and all, and probably better than nothing, but that, folks, is what you call a death trap. Safety tread or no safety tread.
Wolves In The Walls is a contemporary story, but ‘living beings in the walls’ has a real-life history when we think back to the relatively recent Edwardian era, in which well-to-do houses kept a staff of services who lived, like rats, ‘behind the scenes’. Behind the green baize door. These servants had their own stairways, and were expected to keep apart from the owners and ‘proper residents’ of the house as much as humanly possible. If they were to ever meet their superior in the house, the most lowly of staff were expected to turn away, pretending not to have seen or heard a thing.
Behind the Green Baize Door
In order that the frenzied activity of the servants didn’t impinge on the peace and quiet of the household, there was a second staircase, unlit, between the attic where the maids lived and the basement where they worked. The servants’ stairs were behind the … green baize door, and led to a network of tunnels and passages few from the other side would ever need to see. The servants’ entrance was around the back of the house and, in town houses, was below ground level. It was considered a heinous impertinence for anyone of servant or tradesman class to call at the front door.
Along with the kitchen and scullery, the basement housed the sleeping quarters for the male members of staff as well as the butler’s pantry and the housekeeper’s room, where the preserves and pickles would be kept. If the housekeeper was lucky she would have enough room there.Life Below Stairs: True Lives of Edwardian Servants by Alison Maloney
The Dark by Lemony Snickett and Jon Klassen
Stairs = Descent into terror
In this humorous series we have a mouse who is terrified of entering an attic. This is a small inversion on the norm, which is to be terrified of entering a basement.
Courage The Cowardly Dog: The Demon In The Mattress (1999)
Midnight Feast by Slap Happy Larry (2013)
Stairs = descent into dreamlike other reality
David’s Waiting Day by Bernadette Watts (1977)
At various other points in this picture book we see the young David gazing out at the reader from the second-storey bedroom window.
We don’t find out what it is David is waiting for until the end of the book (when we learn he has been waiting for his mother to come home with a new baby.) In the meantime, there is a deliberately ominous mood to this book, depicted here by the staircase in silhouette and backgrounded in black. David doesn’t know what’s going on. The mysteries of childbirth are kept from him. David is The Boy Upstairs.
Midnight Feast by Slap Happy Larry (2014)
I am a big fan of stairs in picture books — here, in the wider story, Stairs = economic hierarchy.