
Using the individual pods that he collected in the Guyana jungle and in the Philadelphia area, Klein drew all over the gallery space. He arranged some in linear waves all over the walls. Others he strung into lianas, using them to draw in space, somehow finding remarkable variety both from the forms of the pods and the way he can make a linear lei into a thingamabob that has presence (left, front-and-center egg shape, “Kakaralli #3; below right image, “ClumpWallaba”).

I learned from gallerist Christine Pfister that some of the jungle pods that were flat in Guyana curled up on arrival in Philadelphia, and one of the lianas stretches and contracts as the pods curl and uncurl in response to the humidity. One morning the string rests heavily on the floor, and the next, it shrinks up and swings freely (top image, farthest left vertical element, “Trysil”).
The gallery space takes on a restful quality–more spare than the jungle, but reminiscent of it. I don’t imagine the atmosphere will be the same, however, if you enter with First Friday crowds (image left, vertical element is made from jacaranda tree pods).


Also at Pentimenti are works by Kay Wood that have a swell sense of color. Some of her pieces, made from four smaller panels, have the feel of pieced fabric, because most of her paint has a woven look. She’s working on wood with acrylic, pencil and ink, and with collaged imagery that includes pods and pears and sea shell fossils that talk to Klein’s work in the next two rooms (image right, “Appear”).

The clothing brings some dark emotions bubbling to the top. In contrast, the four-panel, pieced together works seem like paeons to domestic peace, the natural forms recalling childhood memories. In some cases, these small hints of subject matter are barely readable beneath layers of paint, struggling to get their story out. I’m not sure they do, but the paintings are lovely to look at.