Spruill Gallery, 5/8/08

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I didn't think Tristan Al-Haddad's sculptures were as cool as some of the other stuff at Spruill last night, but they did make for good shootin'.

Also, the wood floor was covered with this thin white cloth, so walking through that corridor felt like stepping on gritty ice, which added a nice bit of contrast to the rest of Spruill Gallery's very stable old Southern charm.