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Khari Turner at Portrait Society

Remember the part in the 1993 comedy/romance film Groundhog Day when a jaded Phil Connors, futilely stuck in an endless loop wherein he relives a single February day in a small Pennsylvania town, watches on as a hulking, bloodthirsty Punxsutawney Phil rips Ned Ryerson in half at the torso while the alien from Alien snarls in his ear? I don’t. But when I saw C.A. Wisely’s bloody and stylistic painting of Groundhog Day at the Charles Allis Art Museum, one painting of hundreds in the Deadly Prey...

Once in a great while, it is possible for those of us far outside the one percent to brush up against a luxury lifestyle, to duck for a moment into a wealthy misting intended for some nearby, actual aristocrat. Maybe you’ve felt this while getting a lift home on someone’s PJ when the island hopper you were supposed to board needed new parts, or while following an invitation to a weekend at a location that does not appear on your Uber driver’s map. Or some such similar experience when you are...