Capsule reviews of current area art exhibitions.

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Brush & Lens: The Feininger Family Legacy -- Late photography legend Andreas Feininger was born 100 years ago this year; his father, Lyonel, a comparably gifted printmaker and Bauhaus advocate, died 50 years ago. Contessa Gallery honors this 100/50 convergence with a stunning and rare opportunity to view their work side by side and observe the sense of shape and architecture they shared. Andreas, who spent two decades shooting black-and-white landscapes for Life magazine, had an affinity for the colossal urban setting and congestion of Manhattan, but he also documented the effects of industry and mass transit on smaller cities, towns, and remote expanses. Original autographed examples of each are represented here -- including his famous "Texaco Station on Rt. 66" -- and they're almost uniformly dazzling. At every turn, it's plain that Andreas possessed not only a profound eye for light and composition, but also vast reserves of patience and technical knowhow. "Navy Helicopter" seems furthest ahead of its time: Spinning chopper blades slice a balletic cyclone pattern of light in the dark sky in this impossibly long nighttime exposure of a helicopter landing. The geometric gene clearly came straight from Lyonel, whose black-and-white prints depicting sailboats and rooftop skylines are multilayered wonders of pure line and shape. The real fun lies in spotting common motifs: Lyonel's "Three Sailing Ships" is technically a seascape, but its nine vertical masts call to mind a row of skyscrapers or field of oil wells in one of Andreas' photos. "Like father, like son" is an understatement in their case. Through May 28 at Contessa Gallery, 24667 Cedar Road, Lyndhurst, 216-382-7800, -- Zachary Lewis

A Series of Minor Miracles -- Ordinary becomes extraordinary in this small, conceptually firm exhibit by New Yorkers Elizabeth Duffy and Brian Miller. Inspired by Jan Van Eyck's 1434 masterpiece "Arnolfini Portrait," which depicts a man and his pregnant wife in their bedroom (considered wildly avant-garde for its day), Duffy and Miller symbolize their life together in a few large, high-resolution photos of household objects. The effect is alchemical: Seemingly ordinary things like a flannel shirt and a nail take on strange, wonderful complexity when blown up and isolated against pristine white backgrounds inside plain white frames. "Paw -- Him" and "Paw -- Hers," close-up views of the feet of the family dogs, pose an especially quaint guessing game as the one with fur of a lighter color turns out to be masculine -- like mistakenly monogrammed bath towels. But such differences pale in comparison to the paws themselves: magnificent structures we'd normally never notice, with their rough padding, thick tufts of fur, and perfect symmetry. They're also one of countless deliberate allusions to the Van Eyck image, which also features a dog; likewise, Duffy fashioned a pair of delicate wooden clogs exactly like those worn by Van Eyck's woman. Almost every image here derives some of its power from the bold contrast between white and pure color, and that too is a technique taken straight from the Dutch masters. But Duffy and Miller depart from Van Eyck in many important ways, principally in their effort to document their own lives, as opposed to those of others. Like the painting, though, some of these "minor miracles" seem almost too personal to be viewed by the rest of us. Through May 21 at Raw & Co. Gallery, 1009 Kenilworth Ave., 216-235-0635, -- Lewis


Afrofuturism -- How might technology affect race relations and African American culture? It's an enormous loaded question, but Afrofuturism is thorough and imaginative in its answer. Seventeen artists address the issue in a large and diverse multimedia exhibition from the Obsidian Gallery in Minneapolis. If there's a unifying theme, it's that racial advancement won't be unidirectional; rather, it'll zigzag and reverse, always looking backward even as it moves forward. "Black to the Afro-Future: A Road Map," by Oakland artist Amanda Williams, simultaneously embodies and critiques this theme. Straight red lines of paint and string veer over a black wall like a treasure map, their circuitous paths intersecting at Altoid tins painted to depict stages of black history. Strategically placed text at widely separated points mark "where we want to be" and "where we're supposed to be," suggesting that in reality, racial utopia may be impossible to achieve. But not everything here is so serious: Seitu Jones of Minneapolis injects a satisfying dose of satirical humor with "Noirex," a fake magazine advertisement for a pill that "corrects excessive melanin" -- i.e., turns black skin white. Enjoy the funny before-and-after photos, but also note the fine print that details the staggering side effects, which include "loss of rhythm." Through June 9 at Spaces Gallery, 2220 Superior Viaduct, 216-621-2314, -- Lewis

Electric Lemonade -- Nothing passes for dull at this tart, refreshing show of contemporary local art: Works goofy, garish, and gruesome clamor for attention, while more serious pieces transcend the clatter. Amber McElreath's paintings on large wooden boards fuse influences of stained glass and Cubism, fragmenting figural portraits into tiny shards of pastel greens, browns, and oranges. Though the works are untitled and superficially abstract, a keen eye can discern images such as a young person playing piano. Each piece artfully implies a complex, multifaceted identity -- one awaiting the viewer to discern. Elsewhere, Kate Tobin's prints employ a more raw tack: Her best work, "Soul Contamination, Soul Preservation," consists of numerous images of a baby in a gas mask, crawling through a barren landscape. Searing, unrealistically bright colors suggest a deadly environment, while the baby conveys a sense of fragility and utter dependence. In other words: Life is rough, and survivors rely on extreme measures. Adding sugar to the show are Steve Sorin's black-and-white photographs of Barbie dolls in dramatic situations. Riffing on romance and Barbie's body image, Sorin pairs her with a classically masculine Greek statue, setting them in ludicrously clichéd scenarios. In "Adios Ken," they huddle near a picturesque cemetery, Barbie's hair flowing passionately in the wind. Through May 27 at the Pop Shop, 17020 Madison Ave., Lakewood, 216-227-8440. -- Lewis

Nashville Radio -- Trained in art at Leeds University, punk rocker Jon Langford can manipulate ink as well as a guitar, which he has done for years as founder of the Mekons. This show, presented by Arts Collinwood with the Beachland Ballroom, features Langford's realistic portraits of country-music legends (Willie Nelson, Patsy Cline, Johnny Cash), rendered much as pop master Andy Warhol portrayed Marilyn Monroe -- only with a tougher, weather-beaten folk-art aesthetic. Langford's prints -- small plywood panels that embrace the wood's natural grain -- evoke old sepia-tone photographs or barn-wall billboards, with grainy scratches like war wounds and occasional bits of text. It's clear that Langford reveres these people, and his treatment of them speaks volumes about their status as creative forces and cultural icons. Langford extends this sensibility to album covers, including some for his own recent band, the Waco Brothers. Particularly striking is his faded red, white, and blue "Freedom and Weep" cover, depicting an eagle pierced by a dollar sign. Rough-hewn like a woodblock print and expressing a stern social critique, the illustration enjoys the same in-your-face immediacy as a colonial-era political cartoon. Through May 13 at Arts Collinwood Gallery, 15606 Waterloo Rd., 216-692-9500. -- Lewis

Other People¹s Art -- Newlywed Cleveland poets/artists/art collectors Steven B. and Kathy Ireland Smith are moving to Spain, and everything artistic must go. There are finds aplenty in their stash of local and family-made work, although you'll have to do a little sorting. Among the standouts is a gruesome but compelling untitled painting by well-known Clevelander Ken Nevadomi. It shows three young women in bikinis, lounging around a pool on a sunny day: One simply catches some rays, another dips her toes in the water, and the third floats on her back, her chest poking a few inches above the surface. An inviting scene, perhaps, were it not for the women's transparent, rice paper-like skin, bursting like sausage with hideous brown and red innards; in Nevadomi's world, looks -- beyond being merely deceptive -- can mask a soul that's utterly rotten. Easier on the eyes, but no less stunning, is an ink-and-pencil drawing by George Fitzpatrick. Light yellow bars span the width of a delicate sheet of long, rectangular paper, like college-rule lines on a piece of parchment. Overlaying these are faint brown squiggles, suggesting faded or erased text in some forgotten language. (Others might see music, the remnant of a medieval choir book.) What's thrilling is the dual identity of a contemporary piece rendered as a relic, a modern object with the appearance of an ancient history. Take this elegantly enigmatic work off the Smiths' hands, and the pleasure of gazing at it endlessly, perpetually wondering what it might be trying to say, is all yours. Through May 13 at Brandt Gallery, 1028 Kenilworth Ave., 216-621-1610, -- Lewis

Smooth/Striated -- Technically, it wouldn't be impossible to wear these tiny, finely crafted works of art by Northeast Ohioans Sofia Calderwood and Susan Skoczen as actual jewelry. But wearing them would complicate the task of paying these intricate marvels the close attention they deserve. Calderwood's nature-inspired bracelets and necklaces are less practical than Skoczen's essentially functional rings, but they're significantly more seductive. Setting aside her usual metal, Calderwood fills her imaginative molds instead with semi-transparent white plastic -- the "smooth" half of the title. In "White Frond," this luminescent substance takes the form of thin ropes tightly braided into a thick bracelet, a few purple-tipped strands fraying from the loop. It'd be a ticklish piece to wear -- one that seems alive with motion, like an anemone swaying in an imperceptibly light current beneath the sea. (Gallery M's display cases -- oblong glass boxes with sturdy metal frames, like 19th-century aquariums -- heighten this sense of being underwater.) Back on land, Calderwood again uses plastic for a necklace lined with white daisies. There's a compelling innocence about this: It's easy to imagine a little girl plucking flowers and stringing them together in much the same way. A block motif unites many of Skoczen's rings: Thin, exceptionally delicate tendrils of gold and silver support large, sometimes humorously top-heavy ornaments. Her imagination and craft are uniformly powerful, but it's the rare flash of color -- such as the three small patches of orange felt atop the mushroom-shaped "Nestling About" -- that distinguishes her most fetching pieces. Through June 2 at Gallery M, 1667 East 40th St. Suite 3-B, 216-773-8277. -- Lewis

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