Tucked back in a corner on the third floor of the Seattle Art Museum is a room full of bodies. It's as simple and as complicated as that. Jacob Lawrence is the star: There are three of his paintings (from 1965, 1975, and 1994), each one packed with bodies leaning this way and that, pulling with and against each other, the lines they're leaving in the air all curvy and warm. Philip Guston's disembodied feet and legs are here, Max Beckmann's rope dancers, Willem de Kooning's feral woman, Robert Colescott's "the one," Fay Jones's woman trying to figure out why she'd possibly need a "rustic pine entertainment center"—it's a party. (Seattle Art Museum, 1300 First Ave, 654-3100. 10 am–9 pm, $15 suggested.)