In May at TSL in Hudson, the remarkably inventive and prodigious Jane Gennaro displayed a series of complex miniature constructions, composed of both natural and manufactured elements, contained within glass cloche domes sitting on a variety of stone, metal and wooden bases, guarding and separating them from the viewer, and thus turning the experience of space inside out. Their contents (entire desiccated dead animals or merely their bones mounted on a range of unlikely supports, or simply floating in transparent preservative) constitute personal totems that reflect the narrative element that pervades Gennaro’s work. At the other end of the scale, she dazzles us with a massive pillar of clear and colored glass fragments that hangs like a smashed up chandelier but likewise screams “Don’t touch me!”