This piece, entitled Space (even though it has "The Secret War" written on the back) showed at that furniture store in the Central West End whose name I forget for my Evidence of the Human Annex show, and then at Mad Art in Soulard (both St. Louis) for the St. Louis Extract group exhibitition. Finally it sold to a lawyer named Shirley Ruchick or something. I was supposed to hang it for her in her loft space but never got around to it. Bet she's still pissed about that.
Oh - and a wink to Jerome Levin, who knows these figures well.
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