|14.0 x 18.0 x 9.0 cm|
disk- 2.5 cm diameter x .3 cm
So Frank was this friend of Steve's who came to visit Steve in 1992,our freshman year in college. Frank crashed with Steve in his dorm room for about a fortnight. Frank was clean-cut and strange. He spoke of his aspiration to do heroin, but knew he couldn't afford it as a lifestyle, unless he was able to procure another social security number. Frank introduced me to marijuana. Then one day he was gone.
About a week later he returned and told me he had a big surprise for me, something he was certain would be of use in my artistic pursuit. I remember him making kind of an atypical production of it, for a man of his mellow. He said: "And for you I got...." then he produced this plastic bag and with a big smile continued: "...a bag of glass discs!"
He held it up next to his face, one hand holding the top, the other cupping the bottom of the bag, like a commercial presentation, and I remember thinking: 'Wow. What the fuck and I going to do with a bag of glass discs?'