At first, you think it's all in the trees. Green and pink and orange and blue and brown leafless trees with dendrite fingers reaching in from the corners of each of 12 paintings, into the blank landscape, seen from above. Then you start to notice floating heads, cute, decapitated. Then the way the horizon line connects through all 12 paintings, around the three walls of the gallery. How this is one panoramic view of an irresistible imaginary place. Making this for you is what Claire Cowie has been up to. (James Harris Gallery, 312 Second Ave S, 903-6220. 11 am– 5 pm, free.)