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Indira Cesarine makes a language of her videos; a narrative-free visual language that somehow, through only a fleeting image, evokes the strongest emotional response, a most hunted talent among those in the “branding” industry.

…these seven fantastic labyrinthine wood-and-metal hanging works, all jagged angles and impossible corners, as though they inhabit several higher dimensions.

Each act was laden with dance, song and strong cultural references that provoked, challenged and entertained the ‘other artist,’ museum attendees and cameras.

Once a piece of an artists’ work is purchased by a collector, an admirer, or even their mother, it’s up to their discretion as to how it’s viewed or stored. But after the collector has passed, what becomes of the art?

McGinley has used young nude models for the last decade, and if this show is any indication their ages will not grow older with his. While this may border on fetish it also creates a fantasy world. To live in his world is to always be young, warm, and naked.

Despite cost and variety, there are gems to be found in this sand box.

In her exhibit Remote Control at the Mike Weiss gallery, Zezmer’s vision in her carefully constructed sculptures follows the trail of everyday existence that entails the convergence of biological and technological systems.

The American Southwest is one mad straight road that stretches on so far it stands still. Photographer Thomas Ando manages to stretch that road even further up through the sky and all the way across the country.

Whether attacking a canvas with an Acme-grade paintbrush, mounting a giant horse made of recycled tires, or leaning against a print of Madonna larger than her celebrity presence; scale and grandiosity is the raison d’etre in Mr. Brainwash’s exhibit “Icons”.

Lombardi paints glimpses of offbeat imagery that project a kind of back street appeal.