THERESA CHONG

 

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THE NEW YORKER

October 6, 2003

Chong’s new drawings look blandly pretty at first, like nighttime constellations or power grids: it seems to be their secret to invite indifference and then gently hook you. The artist uses a computer to print random distributions of tiny squares onto big sheets of paper. Then she plays connect-the-dots. Sometimes her pencil follows the patterns suggested by the squares themselves. Elsewhere she resists, linking one square to a distant cluster, doubling back, creating little cul-de-sacs and neighborhoods. The result is a form of improvised, highly constrained, abstract doodling—and a deft metaphor for the way we turn chance into choice. Through Oct. 11. (Danese, 41 E. 57th St. 212-223-2227.)