Now, while I do not much enjoy the average piece of lawn art (to call it sculpture would imply there was more to it than a windmill contraption with oddly moving cement arms) found in abundance on the North Shore of Chicago (the "money does not equal taste" theorem was never more true), I am obsessed with the retro metal sculpting of Mr. C. Jere. They are the epitome of mid-century modern and somehow manage to be both sharp and soothing at the same time. I most admire the creativity it took to make nuanced metal--its highs and lows, burnishing and shiny twinkle--a work of 3-D art.
I simply must have one for over my bed.
Certified reissues can be found at Jonathan Adler (another "real" sculptor).