It’s fun to wander through the Walker galleries with friends. In this case, the show was my own, and it was accompanied by an audio component produced by MoMA, which had organized the exhibition and showed it first. When the show moved to Minnesota, where I live, it was odd to be in the galleries with people I’m very close to, and to know that they were listening to my voice and looking at photos of people they knew well, or even pictures of themselves. It was a fun and funny folding of public and private. The contrast of personal meanings with media created for a general public visiting the show also seems appropriate for the work’s double nature, as both intimate and shared.