Alan Glovsky's exhibition at UrbanGlass in Brooklyn, titled "Mi Casa Es Tu Casa," presented a complex, dangerous view of home. The largest of Glovsky's cast glass houses can be held in both hands, the smallest fits in your pocket. Buffed to either a translucent or transparent finish, each sculpture contains an odd item or two from everyday life. A tiny ladder, a figure of a dog, furniture and clothing made from copper, such are the things embedded into the molten glass during the casting process.
So intimate and delicate in scale that they make dollhouses look gargantuan, these model homes are far from safe havens. Installed on the tips of ominously cantilevered metal ledges or precariously perched on freely moving swings, the 48 Lilliputian houses talk about the illusive qualities of family life and the fragility of what we assume to be permanent. Glovsky, 45, has been developing his ideas through over ten solo shows at alternative spaces such as P.S. 122 and Art Initiatives. This beautiful and hauntingly poetic show was curated by John Perreault, executive director of UrbanGlass.
Alan Glovsky, "Mi Casa Es Tu Casa," Mar. 2-May 4, 1997, UbanGlass, 647 Fulton Street, Brooklyn, N.Y. 11217.
