House Riddle, I & II from a series of 6 oil on canvas hangings that use the facades of buildings for a dialogue between the interior/exterior of the human body while using the texts of traditional riddles as starting points, each 121×166cm, 1996

I lived in a house of glass, Where I with glorious beams was blest;
But such my fate, it came to pass, At length that I was disposess’d,
Then being brought to open view, Indeed, the nak’d truth I’ll tell,
I was both flay’d and quarter’d too, By those that lov’d me passing well.

It stands on its one leg with its heart in its head