Although modernism as a movement may be nearly exhausted, the clarity and grace of these objects remain. Perhaps their spirituality can be even better appreciated now. Propped upright, the Cycladic idols are those who stand and wait - human beings battered by time and fate but still hoping for a revolution from beyond. Messages are no longer sought in the labyrinthine bowels of mother earth. The crispy carved Cycladic idols, appealing to the eye, carry an invigorating sense of the future. Even in their rightful positions on their backs, they are gazing skyward toward some other order - not necessarily a supreme deity but the shifting pattern of bright stars.