If you want to see Seattle painting, go to Francine’s. Works by 10 painters are spread throughout the space—in the downstairs and upstairs galleries, in the bathrooms, resting on the desks. The concentration is impressive, and yet this isn’t a swallow-them-whole survey, but a chance for individual contemplation of Bolinger’s irresistible candy-colored cubicles, Burgert’s devotion to yellow grids, Borysewicz’s dark and religious “oven” collages, Jones’s pink-based carnivals of abstract marks, and the aftermath of Chambers’s violence to her surfaces. (Francine Seders Gallery, 6701 Greenwood Ave N, 782-0355. 11 am—5 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...