Jeff Gabel's selective report of details of a largely fabricated memory of the porous history of sporadic reflection and observation efforts with no urgency reviewed by Jonathan Stevenson in Two Coats of Paint.

"For Gabel, a serious wiseacre, subtext is almost everything. It’s easy to imagine a Gabel piece that deconstructs the New Yorker editor’s bullshit. As the archly verbose title of the show – “selective report of details of a largely fabricated memory of the porous history of sporadic reflection and observation efforts with no urgency,” cadged from alternative captions for one of the drawings – suggests, Gabel weaponizes stream-of-consciousness and interior logorrhea with paradoxically incisive humor."

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