No matter how many times I see them, I am captivated by Nevelson’s monuments built from furniture scrap painted black. They remind me of childhood, conjuring dim memories of playing among the legs of tables and dressers, of my first intimations of death. It’s a specific feeling I cannot quite connect to words, and this is why her work moves and reassures me. More and more, I admire this quote from her: “I have made my world, and it is a much better world than I ever saw outside.”

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