Overall, the exhibit was quirky and whimsical. That, combined with a photo-friendly museum policy, almost gave off the impression of an anything-goes, larger-than-life playground for grown-ups. Walking through the tall, haphazardly-cut entrance ways which connected one room to the next, I felt as if each room was almost a different world than the last. Melting street lamps, a parade of floating fruit, gaggle of "lively" skeletons, rainstorm frozen in time, and a woodsy cabin constructed solely of bread--the exhibit almost felt like a slightly edgier and perhaps more inspired version of Disneyland's "Toontown."
Incredible as it all was, what I enjoyed most about the exhibition was the range of work displayed. A retrospective, the exhibit included everything from sculpture and installation to photography and print, all intermingled with one another, and yet despite different mediums, they were all distinctly "Fischer"--marked with a magical, almost surrealist-kind of playfulness and imagination--so much so that it was virtually impossible to leave the exhibit uninspired.