Some of my smaller assemblages, assembled here in a bit of an assembly. Remember high school assemblies? For my school, assemblies were held either in the football stadium (Go Grizzlies) or inside in the basketball gym. Both areas contained wooden bleachers and cavernous sound chambers. These bits of art reflect my cultural dissonance, my separation from reality as a participant in such raucous events. 1960s and early 1970s.