William Powhida’s place, his there, is a life map—a cloud of drawings of the faces of Everyone I’ve Ever Met (That I Can Remember). For Matt Sellars, it’s a remembrance in words and shapes that have become unlinked. Joy Garnett’s paintings are storms still happening. Celestial events twinkle over the huts that Patte Loper draws. Each work is a place, and the caringly installed show is its own territory. The There, a show of nine artists in all, is not just seen but navigated. (Platform Gallery, 114 Third Ave S, 323-2808. 11 am–5:30 pm, free.)

Jen Graves (The Stranger’s former arts critic) mostly writes about things you approach with your eyeballs. But she’s also a history nerd interested in anything that needs more talking about, from male...

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