Ryder Richards

Featuring work by William Leavitt, Ari Marcopoulos, Stefan Rinck, Mungo Thomson and Blair Thurman.

Van der Auwera teases out awareness of emotional impulses, complicit actors, and hidden observers.

"Birds sing in the tree, but they don’t need to learn how to, right?"

Together the two shows seem to constitute a kind of zeitgeist. The meaning comes through and the mystery remains intact.

A quirky set of domestic snapshots blotted out with Jello, goo, fat, or baby teeth. These tactile, psychological fillers could merely be humorous play, but tend to read as potentially profound and personal.

Pairing the beautiful with the base, Dijulio makes the common meaningful through degrading symbioses.

I love the show and I get it, but I feel struck in the head. With my curiosity overstimulated and my eco-conscience battered, I'm simply consuming another large-scale cultural production.

The exhibit was gratefully, blindingly, direct and free of pretense.