When we stop growing, we start dying. But the very things which feed life—the sun and its punishing gaze through thick, spongy wet air—can leave us flat on our backs, languishing in a human puddle. We are "consumed with that which [we are] nourished by," as Shakespeare put it. As the temperature rises and global warming threatens to melt Greenland, the artists featured here provide a literal and figurative take on the heat and its effects. In conjunction with ApartmentTherapy.com, Meter Gallery presents "Hothouse," a rumination on all things sweaty and sweltering.
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