The collaboration of punk icon Richard Hell and artist Christopher Wool makes for an exhibit composed of art that doubles as wordplay. The two-word pieces of scrawled handwriting and various fonts on paper and silkscreen entangle words that are visually similar but conceptually disparate. Bold ânicestâ tramples over timid âincest,â âanusâ chases the rump of âstuns,â while âperilsâ mounts a subsidiary âpenis.â Subliminal connections between the words challenge an over-conscious ego, but the words also exist as a visual experience without being readable puzzles.
John McWhinnie @ Glenn Horowitz Bookseller and Art Gallery, 50 1/2 E. 64th St., (212) 754-5626. Opening reception May 1, 6-8 p.m. Through Jun. 4.
This exhibit by photo collaborative Anthony Aziz and Sammy Cucher is a part of an ongoing project called âSynaptic Blissâ in which the solidity of all surfaces is challenged in favor of a more permeable world. âScenapseâ does this with landscapes, featuring pixelated willows and a field of particle-y white daisies at eye level. The idea is to remind you that your body is nothing but a big lump of particles, too, and that we have a lot in common with nature and, well, everything around us.
ClampArt, 521â531 W. 25th St., (646) 230-0020. Opening reception May 2, 6-8 p.m. Through Jun. 7.
Natural phenomena had a heavy hand in Jim Toiaâs semi-spooky exhibition. Pewter castings of ant colonies from hardscrabble Texas resemble spindly skeletons, and white drawings of mushroom spores on black paper look not unlike foggy phantoms. Itâs rough, itâs raw, itâs unpredictable, and it is intended to imply something about the human condition. Not unrelatedly, while artmaking for this exhibition, Toia found himself in rural Mexico trapped behind a locked gate, being threatened to a throat-slitting by a drunken local. Weâre thinking this undoubtedly makes this exhibition rougher and more raw.
Kim Foster Gallery, 529 W. 20th St. (212) 229-0044. Opening reception May 3, 6-8 p.m. Through May 31.