this is a detail of a piece i made that told the story of why i came to new york. should i now make the piece about why i'm leaving this city that i adore and have adopted as my home?

i'm struggling so much with this but i also know it's time, like the byrd's song song says, 'to everything  there is a season and a time to every purpose, under heaven'

this is the complete piece, since i made it on a wall and even though i managed to recover parts of it (with the help of construction workers at the museum where it exhibited) i will not be able to take it with me. like so many other things... (but i'm happy to say that the piece was bought by a french collector and i made a copy for him on canvas, so in many ways, the piece lives and breaths in paris...)