As soon as the bandages came off following Al Miner’s elective surgery on his chest, he began to document the healing process. It’s fitting, then, that his application of paint in some of the images resembles a scab so thick that it threatens to peel off. Looking at the inflammation around his incision as it fades from red to pink over a year, you see how his body has healed. “A.B. Miner: Naked” is not gruesome, merely discomforting; but the discomfort is surpassed by an impulse to look closer, to lean in. Miner is naked not just in his films and paintings but stripped emotionally bare, at his most vulnerable. Taken into consideration with the portraits opposite the gallery, which show the artist in states of emotional anguish, one sees how resilient our flesh really is—Miner has survived, and the worst is over.
THE EXHIBITION IS ON VIEW FROM NOON TO 6 P.M. WEDNESDAY TO SATURDAY TO MAY 1 AT G FINE ART, 1350 FLORIDA AVE. NE. FREE. (202) 462-1601.