San Francisco-based artist Andy Vogt turns plywood and other salvaged wood into the stuff of sculptural perfection. But this is no polished, gleaming perfection—rather, a weathered, beaten-down beauty. He arranges strips of wood into dynamic, delightful compositions, as if he were deconstructing Sol LeWitt’s cubes and reconfiguring them to decorate a New England barn. The show’s most striking work, Sustained Decay, seems a direct translation of the nimbus beams radiating down on Bernini’s masterpiece Saint Teresa in Ecstasy. To see such divine light rendered as old wood is a revelation. Another thought-provoking piece, Interior End, is a beveled frame, as might fit a mirror, with nothing but blank wood where the glass would be. It’s hard not to view it as a metaphor for the quest for meaning in life: We peer, we seek, but there is no reflection, only implacable, decayed wood.