The title Entropvisions is in homage to my mother, the poet and art critic, Harriet Zinnes. In 1990 New Directions published a collection of her poems titled Entropisms, a word she made-up combining entropy - the tendency toward disorder - and tropism - the growth towards or away from a stimulus. Similarly, my short reviews combine entropy and tropism by suggesting growth towards a vision of art from the chaos of the art world. Through the back door, my title also pays homage to my physicist father, Irving Zinnes, whose long discussions with my mom got her thinking about entropy and tropism in the first place.

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Carol Diamond, Linnea Paskow, Aaron Brodeur at Equity Gallery
2026.6.5

The three solo shows now at Equity Gallery relate to each other through each artist’s interweaving of our contemporary chaos into visual form. But here their similarities end. Walking into the front gallery we experience the still-forming vistas of Linnea Paskow’s mural-size paintings – some based on the Four Elements and others on the hallucinations of dreams – where color fields swirl to suggest the movement of becoming, while small, almost imperceptible images such as people, a campfire (to suggest fire as one of the Elements) and trash, float to imply both the scale of the vast spaces and inform us of each painting’s theme. After travelling through Linnea’s world, we come to the miraculous sanctuary that is the work of Carol Diamond. Using broken glass, tossed cans and bottles, old machine parts and other forms of NYC’s discarded street trash, Carol transforms the generic ugliness of our consumer culture into personal sculptures of beauty and pathos. Metaphors of the human condition emerge from the volumetric and organic twists of form, and the luminous and bejeweled colored glass and metal, to suggest figures, boats, helmets, or intangible concepts like the resilient cascade of living growth. A sparkled high-heeled shoe, reminiscent of the magical shoes from the Wizard of Oz, doubles as the mast of a 17-century sailing ship, or a toy water gun becomes the eye of a helmet. As we proceed through the gallery to the back courtyard, we enter the colorful, twisting sculpture of Aaron Brodeur, where wrapped, painted and further manipulated tubes of upcycled materials meander around contrasting forms, expressive of his sense of the dualities of experiences, his coming-to-terms with being born a Xennial whose childhood began analog and ended digitally, his sense of overwhelming stimulation. On June 6 there will be a closing event from 3-5pm.

Carol Diamond

Aaron Brodeur

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Linnea Paskow

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Carol Diamond

Aaron Brodeur

Aaron Brodeur

Aaron Brodeur

Aaron Brodeur