Portland, Oregon based painter Scott Conary paints everyday objects and places with which we have complicated and often ambiguous relationships. Pulled from their context, they have something to say about how we interact with the world and each other. These are stories of the arbitrary nature of beauty, of melancholy, of fleeting triumph, and the camouflage of time: the meat we greedily consume but are repulsed by, the weed that fights to survive in the gaps of our attention, the old door used for generations but now forgotten. Rife with confident and deft brushstrokes, Conary's paintings are stark, visceral and, at times, irreverent. They elicit an acute sense of conflict, a weighty awareness of our own mortality juxtaposed against the comfort of the familiar.