y favorite works are the photos around the score tellingly called “Household.” As the score unfolds, a group of men, lost in an out-of-culture-in-nature ritual erect a phallic-looking mound of junk in the woods. A bit later a group of women lick strawberry jam from an old wreck of a car towed, partially smoking, by onlooker-participants. The amount of smoke, the” red tin fence” conceived to bound the event area--all this was “designed” and composed by Kaprow the artist with professional awareness of color symbolism, textural contrasts, rhythm and scale. In the Brechtian poetry of “Household’s” written directives and in the bizarre, authentic actions it elicited (captured here in photos), we see profound realities about gender, pleasure, power, ritual, and catharsis being “bodied forth.”