
Post-Columbian I
Pen and pencil on paper
11" x 14"
2013
When night falls in the museum where I live, I go to the closet and take out my things. This place is the only holy one I know, with its spirits of scoundrel and might; I sleep and eat in front of my Greats, di Suvero, Oldenburg and Coosje, Benglis. My dreams are bows and flowers and stars.

Wing
Pen and pencil on paper
11" x 14"
2013
When night falls in the museum where I live, I go to the closet and take out my things. This place is the only holy one I know, with its spirits of scoundrel and might; I sleep and eat in front of my Greats, di Suvero, Oldenburg and Coosje, Benglis. My dreams are bows and flowers and stars.

Inverted Collar and Tie
Pen and pencil on paper
11" x 14"
2013
When night falls in the museum where I live, I go to the closet and take out my things. This place is the only holy one I know, with its spirits of scoundrel and might; I sleep and eat in front of my Greats, di Suvero, Oldenburg and Coosje, Benglis. My dreams are bows and flowers and stars.

Post-Columbian II
Pen and pencil on paper
11" x 14"
2013
When night falls in the museum where I live, I go to the closet and take out my things. This place is the only holy one I know, with its spirits of scoundrel and might; I sleep and eat in front of my Greats, di Suvero, Oldenburg and Coosje, Benglis. My dreams are bows and flowers and stars.
Post-Columbian I
Pen and pencil on paper
11" x 14"
2013
When night falls in the museum where I live, I go to the closet and take out my things. This place is the only holy one I know, with its spirits of scoundrel and might; I sleep and eat in front of my Greats, di Suvero, Oldenburg and Coosje, Benglis. My dreams are bows and flowers and stars.
Wing
Pen and pencil on paper
11" x 14"
2013
When night falls in the museum where I live, I go to the closet and take out my things. This place is the only holy one I know, with its spirits of scoundrel and might; I sleep and eat in front of my Greats, di Suvero, Oldenburg and Coosje, Benglis. My dreams are bows and flowers and stars.
Inverted Collar and Tie
Pen and pencil on paper
11" x 14"
2013
When night falls in the museum where I live, I go to the closet and take out my things. This place is the only holy one I know, with its spirits of scoundrel and might; I sleep and eat in front of my Greats, di Suvero, Oldenburg and Coosje, Benglis. My dreams are bows and flowers and stars.
Post-Columbian II
Pen and pencil on paper
11" x 14"
2013
When night falls in the museum where I live, I go to the closet and take out my things. This place is the only holy one I know, with its spirits of scoundrel and might; I sleep and eat in front of my Greats, di Suvero, Oldenburg and Coosje, Benglis. My dreams are bows and flowers and stars.



