Within a neoclassical envelope is this quiet stage. As part of the building's renovation, every piece of marble and tile was removed from the walls and floors and stored in the Great Hall on pallets and covered for safekeeping. They resemble coffins lying seemingly in state, fallen during some violence.
President Lincoln’s second inaugural ball occurred in this Hall, just weeks before the end of the civil war. The space cedes memories and potential, depending on perspective. The architect and historian in me sees both and I connect them with urbanism- embedded history connected to a evolving future.
Death and rebirth, destruction and renewal permeate the space with embedded narrative yet the palpable stillness of their tales activates the coffins.