Mood:  chatty

Adelberto Abbate's micro-sculptures happily set up scenes in miniature of some of the strange and worst of human behavior.  Does their scale make it easier to look at a domestic violence scene turned murder?  Or does the smallness allow us to fully take in the ramifications of our actions in our world.  I can't help but draw a parallel between Abbate's work and Slinkachu and their Little People street art project.  And yet, in addition, I think of The Nutshell Studies of Unexplained Death by Corinne May Botz about Frances Glessner Lee's doll-house sized crime scenes (previously). 

Of course, of Adalberto Abbate's work, I chose the one least like a crime scene, simply because it made me back-up and cock my head in amazement at the irony.  I almost wish I had a wedding picture of my own where the photographer had posed us in front of a trash heap.  This scene is one that would flash on the TV screen as part of some real life catalog and elicit derogatory and amazed responses from those viewers who usually talk to the television show they watch (like me).  Maybe these viewers would call to someone in another room or dial up a friend/mother/sister on the phone to discuss what they had just seen because it was so unbelievable.  

Now, I believe there are many reasons and purposes for art.  One of the most impact is art that illicits strong emotional reaction.  Abbate's work has that in spades.