Subodh Gupta at Hauser & Wirth Gallery

The star of Subodh Gupta’s exhibition at Hauser & Wirth is this fountain, titled, ‘This is not a fountain,’ apparently in deference to Magritte’s pipe and Duchamp’s notorious 1917 urinal. Like those works, it begs the question of what’s original and what’s a copy. A constant flow of recycled water cascades over an accumulation of pots and pans used in daily life in India simultaneously suggesting individual lives and the sameness of a common culture. (In Chelsea through April 18th).

Subodh Gupta, ‘This is not a fountain,’ old aluminum utensils, water, painted brass taps, PVC pipes, motor, 2011-13.

Marlon Mullen at JTT Gallery

California artist Marlon Mullen reduces the world to blocks of color and general forms, conveying the gist of his source material – ads and images in art magazines – in striking simplicity. (At JTT Gallery on the Lower East Side through March 15th).

Marlon Mullen, Untitled, acrylic on canvas, 36 x 24 inches, 2012.

Julia Dault at Marianne Boesky Gallery

Titled ‘Marker’s Mark,’ Julia Dault’s solo debut at Chelsea’s Marianne Boesky Gallery is all about process. One of her signature sculptures, created by bundling together rolled pieces of Formica and Plexiglas reflects a huge painting in gorgeous pastel hues, marked with a brayer roller in a creative mix of hand-made and mechanical processes. (Through March 21st).

Julia Dault, Untitled 38, 8:45am – 12:30pm, Feb 19th 2015, Formica, Plexiglas, Everlast boxing wraps, string, 2015.

Nancy Graves at Mitchell-Innes & Nash

Marking the 20th anniversary of Nancy Graves’ death, a show at Mitchell-Innes & Nash of sculpture and paintings from the 80s based on maps of the ocean floor or the surface of the moon evidence a respect for nature and a drive to experiment with form. The exhibition also includes the camel sculptures that made her name in the late 60s/early 70s. (In Chelsea through March 7th).

Nancy Graves, installation view at Mitchell-Innes and Nash, Feb 2015.

Lamar Peterson at Fredericks & Freiser

Is Lamar Peterson sick of painting? As he clutches his stomach in apparent discomfort in this tongue-in-cheek self-portrait, the artist appears to have taken in too much from the dishes of paint littering his bed. His sheets navigate the borders between hard-edge abstraction and messy representation, creating an amusing portrait of the artist uncomfortably inhabiting both styles. (At Chelsea’s Fredericks & Freiser Gallery through March 14th.)

Lamar Peterson, Satin Sheets, oil on canvas, 85 x 57 inches, 2014.