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At the time, this series seemed more about beauty, pathos, form and longing. But decades later, I realize this work was born out of living in the AIDS pandemic in a city ravaged by the disease. People’s things became meaningless once they were no longer there to own them. The objects were clearly imbued with meaning and pathos, vibrating with longing. Who owned these things was irrelevant but ultimately became significant when I looked at them years later.

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Paradise