Everyone says it when they see Izzy Sher’s backyard for the first time: “Oh my God!” The scene is bizarre. There are hundreds of metal and assemblage-type things rusting back there: abstract sculptures big and small, rocking chairs that lean back way beyond the comfort zone, bird cages, an Eiffel Tower, couches, angels, crucifixes, menorahs, … Continue reading Mr. Inside, Mr. Outside