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Continuing its celebration of Argentinean photography’s mordant sense of life, the gallery offers up the color photographic scenarios of Jorge Martin, who is partial to damsels in distress but is not above showing us a decrepit bathroom in which a sink filled with brackish water holds a plastic human head. Martin puts his models through their paces, having one of them lie sprawled on her back, dead on an ash heap; another walking blindfolded on a ledge in a filthy basement; and another kneeling in the woods holding up in front of her a flowered dress that is disposed in such a way that it appears as though it contains a headless child. The lady in the woods also gets a portrait in which she stares at us with a complex expression mingling sadness, bitterness and defiance; cry for me Argentina, if you dare. (Michael Weinstein)
Through February 28 at Schneider Gallery, 230 W. Superior