Contemporary culture's intense fascination with all things mystical, undead, and Victorian-flavored, once cyclical and now seemingly perpetual, is mirrored in two one-person exhibitions at Fleisher/Ollman Gallery this holiday season.
Paul Swenbeck's deliberately lumpen, childlike ceramic sculptures usually make me smile, especially the ones that incorporate colored aluminum foil and other cheery leftovers (I wouldn't put Play-Doh past him, either). They look like they fell from a planet whose inhabitants briefly touched down on Earth, got into a recycling bin, flew home, and gave the stuff to their ET offspring, who've been trying to make sense of Earthlings ever since.
This is not, though, the case with the sculptures that make up Swenbeck's third solo show at Fleisher/Ollman, "Dor and Oranur" (Google Wilhelm Reich), which have the gallery's main space and make up his most polished appearance there to date. These colorfully painted and glazed forms resemble primordial, living creatures and plants caught in a process of evolution gone off course.