Walead Beshty's photographs put me in a technicolor trance. Made without a camera (a la Man Ray's photograms), Beshty folds and exposes the color or black and white photo paper to create prismatic, psychedelic, abstract beauties that are a perfect print (no pun intended) of his process. His glass floor installed at LAXART crackled under the weight of visitors, leaving behind another trace of a specific process/history. His other photographic and sculptural work explores the nuances of society (shopping, pollution, etc.) but it all seems to boil down to presence and absence, especially our own.