Here's one of the pieces from the Jim Hodges show I went to in New York a few weeks back. The family very kindly allowed me to tag along and take a peek at the pieces before opening night.
This piece greeted visitors as the entered the show.
The night of, a security guard stood nearby to make sure nobody trod on the lighted bulbs (there were a few close calls).
The simplicity and loveliness of this work is echoed throughout the show -- get yourself to New York if you can, or Paris, posthaste.
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