Heather McGill's The Last Time I Saw Richard dances across the gallery wall as a riotous installation of sculpture and air brushed painting, spinning suspended stars and roses, and laser cut snake charmers, vultures, and the chilling words "You be the judge/45 or 410" spilling out of a genie’s magic lamp. McGill's artwork, built up of layer upon layer of lacquer "candies" on various three dimensional substrates and of superimposed air brushed colored papers, surreptitiously presents layer upon layer of illusions and allusions - social, political, and physical.