Looking through the layers of time, I have imagined a giant dollhouse for you, a swan song for A Second Home. It has been seven years since you invited me to Pittsburgh to turn an old brick rowhouse into something we could give to the city for a period of time—a sieve for the memories of days long past, and a spark for places not yet seen. Since the doors of A Second Home opened, I’ve heard many recollections from people who’ve visited. These recollections have struck me because they’ve spoken of special connections to buildings and objects, places and things strongly remembered, or forgotten about. I’ve heard childhood memories, tales of house keys, and attics where things go lost and are found again. These tales are with you, spirits among us.

The Mattress Factory
Pittsburgh, PA

06.04.23