I created a work that grew out of the Dante Hotel, a ten year piece called Roberta Breitmore, which was one of a successive series of works that critics, curators, and dealers also said was not art. She was a breathing, simulacrumed persona, played first by myself, and then by a series of multiple individuals. Roberta existed in both real life and real time and during the decade of her activity engaged in many adventures that typified the culture in which she participated. She had a checking account and driver’s license, and saw a psychiatrist. Her existence was proved by the trackings of her psychiatric reports and credit ratings.