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Last week, the multitalented Amber Martin wrapped up a four-week run of her latest show, “Amber Alert,” in front of a sold-out house at the Wild Project in the East Village. Martin seamlessly floated between multiple costumes, personae and skits, never once leaving the stage, and carrying the calm of a seasoned performer through comedic

  Elisabeth Bernstein’s first solo exhibition challenges the observer’s notion of traditional landscape photography by depicting panoramic vista that initially manifest themselves as familiar locations. Upon closer inspection, the viewer discerns Bernstein’s innovative treatment of light and camera perspective, which has produced the illusory scenes out of paint pigments on a tabletop. The photographic installation

Best Theater To Be In If You Have To See a Bad Play: The Wild Project 195 E. 3rd St. betw. Aves. A & B, 212-228-1195 Any theater past First Avenue is likely to be a hole-in-the-wall or a barely re-purposed basement outfitted with metal folding chairs. Not so with the 89-seat Wild Project, which

Visit the Wild Project, an eco-conscious gallery (they have a solar-powered roof!) in NYC’s East Village for a photography show by recent Yale MFA grad Bryan Graf, who makes New Jersey look ethereal with beautiful, meditative photographs of expansive landscapes and the small details within them. The show is curated by the young duo Hilary Schaffner

Thomas Bradshaw’s The Bereaved has an ominous title; surely we’re all more than a little tired of plays and movies about grief where actors go through the familiar stages of loss and weep copious tears every other scene or so. Those unfamiliar with Bradshaw’s work might be worried, in the first twenty minutes, that he’s actually rehashing

The twenty small photographs in Melrose’s exhibition appear to be nearly monochromatic abstractions: grainy pictures of nothing but color. But they are in fact pictures of the artist’s finger seen in extreme closeup by his iPhone. The low-tech device dispenses with specifics (there’s no sense of size or shape) and records only ambient light bouncing