Daniel Albo

Sometime in the early eighties, before South Asian sculpture filled the central corridor of the Art Institute, a very small gallery was located at its western end - and it was used to display very small sculpture.

Some pieces in this show, like the above, would have qualified to be there. They’re amazing.

An Eskimo ivory?

Daniel’s world is filled with sexy, glamorous, somewhat dissolute young people.

I like them.