Muted decay in the overlooked undergrowth. Sharon Core at Yancey Richardson.
Searching for identity in nylon fashions and mug shots. Qiana Mestrich in the Dress-Up group show at Sepia Eye.
Majestic animals amid the grimness of trash dumps and glue sniffers. Nick Brandt at Edwynn Houk.
Mirrored reflections and a crackled transparent scrim. Willa Nasatir at Chapter NY.
Cocaine drawings on the face of Jimi Hendrix. Hélio Oiticica and Neville D’Almeida in the Narrative/Collaborative group show at Galerie Lelong.
Undermining fashion forms with checkbox attributes. Sara Greenberger Rafferty at Rachel Uffner.
Finding elemental form in a single black tulip. Denis Brihat, from 1980, at Nailya Alexander.
Turning the Italian hills into a striated abstraction. Mario Giacomelli in The Good Earth (La Buona Terra) at Keith De Lellis.
The extreme slowness of precision video. James Nares at Paul Kasmin.
The shifting wispiness of lenticular clouds. T.J. Wilcox at Gladstone Gallery.
The cramped crush of 1960s Shinjuku station. Hiro at Pace/MacGill.
The unlikely invasion of a big polka dotted tie. Brian Griffin at Steven Kasher.
A blasting 1970s tease, complete with bubble. Meryl Meisler at Steven Kasher.
Dramatic doublings and split personalities. Anja Niemi at the Little Black Gallery.
Clever echoes of salt shakers and steeples. Martin Parr in a group show at Janet Borden.
Distressing the landscape with industrial chemicals. Doug Fogelson at Sasha Wolf.
Wrapping movement in a shroud of personal imagery. Carina Brandes at Team Gallery.
The meditative rhythm of park runners. Lynn Dennison at Flowers Gallery.
Paint splatters and personal annotations over the words of James Baldwin. Glenn Ligon at Luhring Augustine.
The burnished skin of weariness. Louie Palu in the Headshots group show at ClampArt.
