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When I was a kid, I used to make miniature universes with random things lying around the house. The cosmos under the bed was perhaps the most secret and intricate. Once home from school, I would examine my still lives to see if they had been tampered with. If something had moved the slightest bit, I would throw a tantrum that would have the neighbors complaining. Clearly I had some issues as a young boy.
Sarah Sze's artwork reminds me of these galaxies that I would create for batteries, stale candy, and GI Joe men. Looking at a Sarah Sze installation makes me feel like I'm entering the mind of an obsessive, creative person. Or, maybe just my own mind.