In "two-hundred and sixty something self-portraits," Parks's hyperattention to detail works to a stirring, endearing effect. In cartoonish rows of ink-on-paper microportraiture, he presents hundreds of unique metaphorical scenarios about the human condition. One shows a person pig-tailing a ribbon-like material streaming from the ears. Another self-portrait shows a modest kite tugging against a grounded wooden post. In a third, thin, featureless profiles of a face are held together by a worn keychain. As Parks's by-now familiar characters endure multiple disfigurations and distensions, the piece works as a collection of humble meditations on growth, internal dialogue, and the artistic process. Its synthesis of originality and accessibility is a pretty sizable feat in a show featuring two rapidly maturing artists investigating their many psychological hiding places and otherworlds.

Nicholas Schroeder can be reached

"ASSEMBLED THOUGHTS" | works by Yeshe Parks + Ethan Hayes-Chute | through August 28 | at Whitney Art Works, 492 Congress St, Portland | 207.774.7011

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