If you grew up in suburbia, the hairs on
the back of your neck are apt to stand up as you make your way through
the creepy Proustian labyrinth that is Stephen Scott Smith’s Seeyouyousee.
Carrie Iverson and Stephen Scott Smith deconstruct the mysteries of memory.
When we gaze back over our lives, whether through
rose-colored or gray-tinted glasses, we see either sunlit halcyon
afternoons or dark nights of the soul filled with “What if…?” and