CLOSE-UP Shaw's I (in) visible.

Hunter's monologue about the joys of leading a youth dance troupe felt self-serving; her choreography is standard-issue ballet-derived modern dance, but the young dancers put it across nicely. And the physical presence of the young women in leotards rolling around in the beds upped the ante of intimacy and teen self-consciousness.

At Providence Optical (75 Weybosset Street, Providence, through April 9), AS220's Project Space is presenting Anne Shaw's installation "Inscapes." Shelves along the walls of the gallery display 14 microscopes. Look in and you find slides of an eyelash, heart muscle, earwax, testis, tapeworm eggs, and so on. (Shaw says they're all real.) Focus the lens one way and you see pink bubbles or the purple marbling of the biological materials, but when you shift focus slightly, a snippet of text appears. Together they seem to form a poem (though the order you read the lines may differ from other visitors): "What body I inhabit . . . who will find/me foundered/I (in) visible/resident/of what intrepid air?/What severs me will serve/solitude." Shaw's concrete poem has potential, but the pairing of lines like "I (in) visible" with a slide of a hair follicle or "solitude" with a pink smear of phlegm doesn't quite spark.

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