Johnston Foster at RARE (closed yesterday...)

This is really Kat's baby--she is the one with all the cogent thoughts about reality.

But just to get the ball rolling (and to procrastinate on my taxes for one more half hour)... this is the most sincere and loving commitment to crapture I have seen in a long time. I want to burst into giggles when I walk into a gallery more often. Smart material choices, and attention to detail that rewards actual sustained looking. The carpeted reindeer wouldn't really swing if the upholstery job wasn't done with sheetrock screws. The cornucopia of garbage is a festival of careful and gleeful representation.

Trash aesthetic need not collapse into abject richboy holy shititude.