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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.
Various photos from a few years back of Roadside Attraction.
Unfortunately got tossed out in a move
