Speaking of phthalo blue, that turquoisey hue shows up everywhere in this show - in Leslie Wayne's accumulations of vertical slices of paint, in Matthew Fischer's modestly scaled, broad-stroked oil paintings that recall aspects of Howard Hodgkin's work, in Neil Anderson's oil Cleopatra's Barge, in Arden Bendler Browning's monumental gouache and Flashe painting on paper that suggests a cityscape seen through a kaleidoscope, and in Ryan McGinness' mesmerizing Black Hole and SponsorshipRedux painting and print. There's even a little pool of turquoise in the lower left of Tim McFarlane's Constant Flux.
As Mayer clearly knew, having an internationally known lineup like McGinness, Nozkowski, Odita, and Scottish artist Graeme Todd - all of whom have recently joined the gallery's ranks, as have Bendler Browning, Fischer, Wayne, Radcliffe Bailey, Iva Gueorguieva, Eemyun Kang, and Nathan Pankratz - would make "Karmic Abstraction" a must-see. She needn't have included the works of her long-standing artists, but contributions from Anderson, McFarlane, Charles Burwell, and Rebecca Rutstein happen to shine in this company. Now, that's karma.
Bridgette Mayer Gallery, 709 Walnut St., 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. Tuesday through Saturday.
215-413-8893 or www.bridgettemayergallery.com. Through Dec. 31.
Robert Goodman's latest paintings catch him moving from his abstract compositions of sharp geometric forms that seemed to be in the process of exploding to a softer, curvier, quasi-representational abstraction influenced by the tropical environment of south Florida, where he grew up. The paintings that make up his exhibition, "Jungle Gothic," at Seraphin Gallery, are also darker than his earlier works, although some of his signature fluorescent pinks and oranges glimmer through the shade.
These paintings have none of Goodman's shattering, over-the-top urban energy. Instead, the dense compositions of works such as Pyramid (2011) and Fever (2011) bring to mind swamps, heat, and ecstatic religious trances. One's eye is pulled into the depths of palms and cypresses by passages that look like clearings and rivers.
In Goodman's earlier paintings, there was intentionally no there there. By contrast, these paintings envelop a viewer in a sense of place. It may be the Everglades or Goodman's personal vision of nature, but it draws you in.
Seraphin Gallery, 1108 Pine St., 11 a.m. to 6 p.m. Wednesday through Sunday. 215-923-7000 or www.seraphingallery.com. Through Dec. 4.
After a year-and-a-half run of excellent shows under director Travis Heck, Jolie Laide Gallery will close in December. But the gallery is going out on a high note with its darkly beautiful "Bleach," inspired by Nirvana's debut album and pairing the sculpture of Alex Da Corte and the paintings of Paul DeMuro.
Da Corte, a Philadelphia artist who has shown his work at the ICA, MoMA, and Los Angeles' Hammer Museum, among other places, summons the frustration and anger of the 1989 album with his Silver Velouria Gaze, two chrome-plated plastic Guitar Hero guitars sprinkled with pigment powder; Anonymous Face, comprising a broken ceramic pumpkin filled with hair conditioner; and Acid Jeans, a pair of jeans painted with metallic pigments, among other works.
DeMuro, a Philadelphian living in Brooklyn, honors the album's cover art, a black-and-white negative, with his palette of acid green, yellow, gray, black, and white, derived from colors and shades in the photographic negatives of his own earlier works.
Echoes between Da Corte's metallic surfaces and nocturnal colors and DeMuro's similar palette reverberate throughout this show, most serendipitously in the reflection of DeMuro's painting Pinhead on Da Corte's guitars.
Jolie Laide Gallery, 224 N. Juniper St., 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. Tuesday through Saturday. www.jolielaide.com. Through Dec. 16.