EDWINA WHITE's fictionalized portraits and whimsical vignettes are often injected with a gentle, wry humor. Her delicate drawings offer a nostalgic sensibility in a most contemporary way. Some works capture the glance and pose of a certain character or the staging of a story, while others project the possibilities of her and our imagination.

Recently, Edwina White’s prenatally-inspired abstract works have bubbled to the surface. Evoking the sweet distraction of new life and new forms, Ms. White’s latest pieces derive from the imagined and the unimaginable, from the invisible and the sublime. They are the stuff of playful invention, embedded in a palette of organic matter, alluding to a retrograde future where mysterious objects float in deoxygenated space. These bold mash-ups of biology and botany -- carefully rendered in swirling strokes of blood vermillion, bile green, vein blue and subcutaneous white -- are the tints of the physical, the shades of both life and decay. The inference takes the viewer on a disconcerting journey through an almost somnambular world as hypnotic as a rush of blood pulsing through the vessels of the ear. These are secretive works that imply inner movement and bodily change. They hint of the unknown and of a far-off promise of spring. Ultimately, they are an intimate portrait of a visceral experience that cannot be directly translated, but that Ms. White has superbly expressed through the visually surreal.