Judith is the reason to see this show. His assemblages-collages are acid-etched memories peeled right from the soul of an exhaustive artist. He's always there, Judith, unshakeable, wise, but mostly, as light showing us the way to something funny and beating and alive. The relatively small amount of represented work secures my feelings about how good he really is as I can't remember much from the rest of the show. I wish they'd collect his miniature houses and make an entire neighborhood of them. I think the Brothers Quay should have gone in this direction: neon, blacklight, fragility.