"You enter a large exhibition room in the prestigious Art Institute of Chicago, on the floor in front of you three rectangles of red carpet held together like a swatch from a carpet store dominates your attention, to the left an inauspicious handkerchief with folds from its original packaging and pinned on each corner sits isolated on a large white wall. You stop, question and try to make sense of what you are viewing. Suddenly you look right and spy a placard on the wall. In the hope of gleaning some guidance to understanding you start to read it. .."