Nicholas Nyland paints on paper, which he crumbles up or tears into shreds and hangs in garlands. His painted clay looks crumbled too.
His work can look like nothing at all, tidbits left over from an elementary school art class. What makes it distinctive is time spent. Stand in front of them long enough, and these fragments become wholes. They evoke not rocks on a beach but scholar’s rocks in a studio, each plane and color pattern worthy of attention.
Nyland is in Soil‘s back room through Saturday. In the front gallery is a terrific new members show featuring Iole Alessandrini, Julie Alpert and Ellen Ziegler, also through Saturday.
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