Historic surrealism produced two kinds of artwork: those pictures, like Dalis, that aimed to meticulously represent marvelous visions, and those, like Miros, that attempted to induce them. Douglas Kueker, painting today, some 90 years after the movements heyday, seems to be trying for a midpoint between depiction and production, with a bit of process thrown in for good measure. In a trio of chaotic canvases, he unleashes carnivalesque visions of fiery horned dragons, lime green satyrs, a lilac dancing maiden and a whirlwind of less easily identified creatures. Bits of fabric and foil add texture but inconsistently: his best composition has none and the others want more. Thats the middle: it seems like enough because theres a bit of everything all jammed in, but ultimately the artist has to choose what will stay and what will go. Even if its a devil of a decision to make.