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Public Property/Private affair set up a series of imagined rooms without walls, seperated by a taut fluorescent pink string. The string floated one inch above the floor and indicated wall divisions and doorways. Like the divisions of an archeological investigation site, the string simulated the image of what was or could be, and its relationship to what is, and is not, standing before us. The rooms each addressed specific national and international issues (i.e. domestic violence in the US, military enforcement of disputed territories; artificially manufactured customer desire; latent interests beneath humanitarian efforts, etc.) which taken collectively, spoke of the global repercussions of our most intimate acts within our most private of dwellings.