General, sadly, I felt the sculptures largely fell wanting the mark, each formally and philosophically. In look, they alternate confusingly between, on the one hand, overly slick productions evoking a theme-park designer’s concept of artwork and, on the opposite, the type of clay-and-driftwood assemblages you may encounter within the yard of a hippie commune. Forged in bronze, the slicker items have a machine-like end to match their futuristic aura. The others, modeled from paper pulp, soil and wooden, and adorned with hair, crystals and feathers, really feel uncooked and natural. They aspire to look historic, channeling cosmic powers, however are likely to look extra just lately patched collectively.