Papcún observes that “a home without occupants is oxymoronic; a building requires use as shelter, hearth and heart to merit the name.”
The artist, “in removing walls and revealing the building’s interior, in reprogramming the lights to echo standard use, conveyed real-time personal loss and life-size economic tragedy.”
The finished work is truly a strange sight in context. “By day, the dingy interior paint, the remaining, broken decorative elements, the bathroom fixtures were revealed; at night, the lights—bare and ghastly—switched on and off as if the ghosts inside were moving from room to room, carrying out a mundane life in a neighborhood on the edge.”
