Found objects in a found space—that in a nutshell is what makes this, yes, nutshell-sized gallery so beguiling. Set in a non-working, 60-square-foot freight elevator shaft off an alley, the museum was created by three indie filmmakers who found themselves drawn to objects that, in some way, illuminated the world around them. Pieces on the back and top three shelves are the fascinating permanent collection—a compass created for Muslims which points towards Mecca for prayer, a snowglobe from North Korea, a prison-issued fingertip toothbrush, and more. The changing exhibits tend to be either oddball—a collection of weirdly-shaped cornflakes, facsimiles of the currency Isis has said it wants to release--or poignant, such as a collection of “last text messages” (sent just before someone died, or cut off communication); objects abandoned by would-be migrants from Mexico and South America in the Arizona desert; or mortuary tools created to keep eyelids shut and mouths from gaping open. Exhibits change every six months or so.