I lived in a ground floor loft between Mott and Elizabeth Streets. It was like a cave. Only one window/door at the end of the space... a great artist studio. Louise Nevelson lived in building diagonally across the intersection. I would see her cruising around the neighborhood in a gigantic old station wagon, always with those eyelashes and gypsy babushka. I was acquainted with her assistant. He would have to coax the old woman into the studio when Pace Gallery called asking for a few more pieces. I was working on themes of "The Figure in Geometry": Circus, Baseball, Gymnastics. I liked the idea of planar cut outs and how a plane when rotated would disappear into a line.
The first woman astronaut went to outer space in our life time. Things certainly are moving right along. This mobile was made in 1984 for a show about domesticity. I had thoughts about mobility, changing sex roles, and the convergence of cultures.
