King of Concourse E In Atlanta

Getting stuck at the airport is often an interminable experience. It’s enough to pass through the welter of airport security, losing shoes and sometimes dignity to an impassive TSA crew, only to find oneself with few options for food aside from boiled-in-a-bag offal or questionable, plastic-entombed sandwiches. The culturally bereft limbo that exists between security’s point of no return and one’s boarding gate is a difficult terrain to navigate. It can be quite restorative, then, to discover something of value in that liminal space. Enter the art exhibit.