John Bohl’s work is something I’m reluctant to describe. There’s a lot of melting and airbrushing going on, with somewhat camouflaged stabs at consumerism. Then again, maybe I’m just seeing sprinkled donuts because I’m hungry. It’s like all that melting sludge is the black sheep wandering around the sterilized Disneyland we want our future to be. Maybe not every step forward is an advancement. Whatever Bohl’s work is trying to tell us, it looks cool doing it.