The soaring geometries of 1920s Penn Station skylights. Anton Bruehl in The Big Apple group show at Laurence Miller Gallery.
Seeing separation at the Coney Island beach. Ming Smith at Steven Kasher.
The minimal repetitions of topiaries and hedges. Luigi Ghirri in the 11th Annual White Columns Annual.
The layered self-portraits of social media profiles. Olia Lialina at The Kitchen.
The interrupting lines of wooden railings. Tosh Matsumoto in the book alcove at Howard Greenberg.
Inserting a face in among the knick knacks. Morris Engel in the book alcove at Howard Greenberg.
A tumble of flowers and the hint of a lip. Sid Grossman at Howard Greenberg.
Disco-era glam, with fake eyelashes, glitter lipstick, and flamboyant joy. Bill Bernstein at the Museum of Sex.
Surreptitious obsession, washed out into whispers. Miroslav Tichý in the Known/Unknown group show at the Museum of Sex.
The timeless symmetry of Hutterite girls on hay bales. Laura Wilson at Phillips.
Reconsidering the boundaries of composition via division and isolation. Gerhard Richter at Phillips.
Flares of light across a rainbow of car hoods. Jan Dibbets at Peter Freeman.
Cutting a ferry into a rotating spiral. Pol Bury in the Works on Paper 1813-2016 group show at Mitchell Algus.
Mysterious gestural markings on erased chalkboards. Erica Baum in the AAa:Quien two person show at Bureau.
Iteratively examining the play of light on his own painted surface. Gerhard Richter in the 1/27 Fine Photographs sale at Skinner.
Slicing a face into transparent physical layers. Rebecca Gilbert in the Mortal Sequence group show at Brennan & Griffin.
The tonal subtlety of stockinged feet and bent knees. Ira Martin at Rick Wester Fine Art.
Disembodied sculptural feet in eerie red light holograms. Louise Bourgeois at Cheim & Read.
Shining Italian poplars in perfect alignment. Michael Kenna at Robert Mann.
Simmering flash lit seduction in 1960s Shinjuku. Katsumi Watanabe in the second floor hallway at the Met.
