Yuji Agematsu collects trash. Since moving from his hometown Kanagawa in Japan in 1980, Agematsu has been roaming the streets of New York and obsessively picking the kind of detritus off the streets that other people find worthless and revolting. On a typical day, his hoard may include a half-decayed slice of lemon, purple gum scraped off a light pole, piles of dust mixed with human and canine hair, glass shards, rusty nails, or a pile of colourful string held together by an indeterminate substance. Beautifully arranged in glass vitrines or on a White Cube wall, Agematsu’s trash becomes treasure and thus the context feeds the metamorphosis. Esoteric, bizarre, embryonic, compulsive: the quintessence of an artist. At Miguel Abreu through April 2.