
My incredibly chic landlady at business school used to compare something great to a nickel rocket. One time I asked her where that phrase came from, and she had no idea.
That has nothing to do with anything, really, except Ry Rocklen somehow nickel-plated a whole-ass phonebook, and it looks incredible.
It was kind of overshadowed by the massive trophy altar Rocklen showed it with at Untitled in 2011, but on its own, this feels like the more enduringly interesting object.

Rocklen also nickel- and copper-plated a set of sheets, and then shoes and stuff, all perhaps prelude to Charles Ray making a shiny metal version of him.