‘Lichtenstein had a direct relationship with the objects she had chosen. They travelled only a short distance, less than half a mile West, from one long-established shop to another….instant antiques: relics created by the act of selection. A small bayonet bulb, a thimble of inherited light. An unredeemed death-ring woven from hair: with its ticket, the number 6. A white eye that is the face of a watch. The portrait of a mother with two infants: unknowns. A decorative fork floating in a cloud of lace…there were many more items in Lichtenstein’s back catalogue, her private museum; more than she could show.’
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