Crisp, globular, geometric, soft, graphic, whimsical, precise. John Ortiz' "Untitled Series 2001: 1,2, 3" takes on its own set of contradictions, and carves out for itself a distinct and cogent niche in neo-abstract expressionism. Enjoy.

Because you have Marlon Sporer's new series of three paintings, you will feel good about yourself today. You won't waste time wading through a swamp of grade school science packets, deciphering which problems to attempt and which to pass on to your buddy for copying. You won't go through the nightmare of watching the hungry caterpillar metamorphose into a decidedly less cuddly and personable insect. Today, you won't worry that the shapes and colors in your mind make you an outcast. An eccentric, perhaps, but not an outcast.