TO May 12

In isolation, Birgitta Lund’s photographs fall well short of extraordinary. Rather, the interest in Lund’s cityscapes, interior views, and pictures of her young children stems from the way the Copenhagen-based artist arranges them on the wall. At the Ingrid Hansen Gallery, she disjointedly spread three dozen of her photographs across five walls, then grouped each wall’s offerings into irregular clusters. And when her images are hung with others of varying print sizes, colorations, and visual textures, they start to make a fragmented, dreamlike sense. Lund’s works range from grainy, Colby Caldwell–esque Super-8 stills to visually packed, improbably detailed images of New York City, and from abstract, high-contrast renderings of cherry-red marbles to low-key, crisply straightforward landscapes of rain-slicked roadways, à la Paul Graham. When she photographs train stations, Lund alternately depicts them straight out of the Thomas Struth playbook, as surreally placid places (Train Station at Madrid Barajas Airport; pictured), and as indistinct, fluttering whirlwinds of activity (Railway Tracks, Barcelona). Lund’s arrangements are too deeply personal—and too little explained—to provide viewers with a specific understanding of what they are seeing. But by approximating the haphazard unspooling of life’s movie, they welcome the viewer to fill in the blanks. The show is on view from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m. Tuesdays through Thursdays and by appointment, to Wednesday, May 12, at the Ingrid Hansen Gallery, 1203 19th St. NW, Suite 300. Free. (202) 266-5022. (Louis Jacobson)