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Portrait of a crime.

Baseball recovered from a local arson at a little league field equipment shed.

Hey! It's Fragzle! I wanted to show off the house I built all by my lonesome a while back. Was a swell place to live while I had it, course the city did make me tear it down.

Aggie 2011

For this piece I created an intimate space for sharing stories, with ample light and comfortable seating for both viewer and storyteller. The stories come from my grandmother, Mary Agnes Sullivan, and the particpant is invited to take a story or quote from the pile. However, as more stories are shared, the pile dwindles and slowly wastes away until eventually nothing is left but the empty shell. Similar to the loss of these stories, the space itself, in many ways domestic and homey, appears to be coming apart and decaying, turned upside down. The work was inspired by a conversation that occurred between my grandmother and me shortly after the death of her closest friend. She lamented the great loss of information and stories that occurs, and how even the little records one has are never enough to fully explain or encompass each of these moments or this person.

I realized I never uploaded photos of this coat I made tonight after discovering This Photo from the 1998 F/W  Dior by John Galliano Haute Couture and thinking how similar the silhouette was. So of course I mimicked it.

The quilting squares were all my by latin women in the early 60s who would sign and date their patches. I was lucky enough to find them all in the thrift along with the pink canvas to go between. The lace is from a valance, and the reverse image of the appliqued woman was a dish towel.

Skirt, overskirt, and paperclip necklace also by me.