Context/Program Penthouse floor of the Christadora Apartment building in the East Village above Tompkins Square Park.
The owner is a collector, which includes the things one would expect, like paintings, by a small number of artists he knew well; early modern furniture, but without a dining table or chairs; objects; ceramics; books; and photographs. What is unexpected is that it is a collection both happenstance and unyielding. Each piece is a representative, with an identical self conscious disregard for the memory for which it is in fact a prop. A theatrical performance without an audience. All things present seem to be "only" as they appear, part of a different narrative, a collection that extends its fiction easily into the architecture that frames them.