My initial thought on peering through LFL's glass door at Phoebe Washburn's psychedelic tsunami of an installation was that this promising young artist had bitten off more than she could chew and didn't finish on time. All I saw was a chaotic stand of wood. I remembered the invigorating buzz of walking into half-done Vito Acconci shows, incomplete exhibitions at American Fine Arts, and Cheyney Thompson's recent Andrew Kreps show, which, if memory serves, wasn't done until a week... More >>>