For a while there, I received stacks and stacks of catalogues.   Neiman’s, Saks, Hannah Anderson, Cabela’s, J.Crew, Anthropologie, you name it, they had my address.

My husband generously volunteered that I was to order EVERYTHING I wished from any catalogue that landed in our mailbox….as long as I did so by 7 p.m. the day it arrived.  He knows me well.   I would never be able to make up my mind that quickly!  After that, went the caveat, I was to throw out the publication.  I gotta respect how devilishly manipulative he is.   He’ll do almost anything to ensure that our house doesn’t end up starring in an episode of Hoarders!

Artist Jonathan Callan found a use for his pile of pulp.  I doubt his unique book sculptures are available from a Horchow catalogue.

Gallery representation: John Berggruen Gallery