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  • I have always loved calendars that boast images of doors as I often wonder what lies behind these rectangular portals. Yesterday, my wife and I decided to take a spontaneous trip to Philadelphia and were rewarded by finding out what existed behind one such door, one that had been closed to us for a decade. For years, we strolled South Street, the funky shopping district, and passed a building covered in fragmented mirrors, all grouted into the the wall along with bottles and ceramic bric-a-brac. However, we were denied a closer look at the contents of this open space as a locked gate barred entrance. This trip, all was revealed. We delighted in a stroll through a "garden" that was comprised of thousands of fragments of mirror, glass, pottery, ceramic and debris, all carefully placed over 14 years (!) by an artist who created this space after being denied a show in galleries. The light bounced and played off the mirror shards and each corner or this enchanting place offered a mosaic or collection of items that commanded attention, challenging the viewer to create meaning in organized chaos. We walked through arches of reflected light to emerge back into the metropolis of Philadelphia with smiles that lasted for the entire ride back to Brooklyn.
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