Seattle artist Mi Wu's installation at Ogle consists of powdery rectangles on the gallery floor, the smooth surface interrupted by regularly spaced anthill-like forms. The artwork, which was made from Fred Meyer baking flour, transcends its medium to become a startling etude on monochromatic minimalism. 310 NW Broadway, 227-4333. Closes April 29.
Jason Lee Parry fills Sugar Gallery to the gills with a technically accomplished but thematically uneven photography show. He gives us women in leotards, a pistol in closeup, cityscapes, fashion photography, and chicks kissing in the back of a limousine. The show's two best photos have a sexy, Ryan McGinley-like enigma. Mexico shows a mustachioed man wearing retro sunglasses in a fleabag motel, sitting on the edge of a bed, oblivious to the nude women cavorting behind him. For Vulnerable Flesh, the photographer bribed a Roseburg man with a 12-pack of beer to strip to his skivvies on a back road and don a freshly gutted deer carcass. A meditation on vegetarianism, the image is flat-out gross but perversely sexy and positively unforgettable. 420 SW Washington St., Suite 500, 222-7722. Closes April 30..