Lawrence Boothby doesn’t think much of sculptor Jamie McCartney’s plaster vulvas: Pale, monochrome, rigid, dry, repeated - it was interesting to me how the medium of plaster, the context of the exhibit, the isolation of one part of a woman's body from the rest of her body (and emotions), and repetition, alters a viewers' perception. For artistic purposes, the 400 tiles could have been of almost any set of objects that were similar yet unique. Four hundred color photographs of the same size would have better captured the beauty of vulva including their hair, but he wouldn't have been able to...