Shocking displays of what appears to be a moment just unfolded, the curtains still swaying, wet footsteps tracked out of a room mere seconds before this moment you have been invited to witness in the technicolor magic of Marino’s dizzying, ever-in-motion, large-scale oil paintings. Each piece starts out with the potential for a happy ending but gets caught in tumult and skewed along the way into something mysterious and shrouded as all of the chaotic, yet playful elements of each painting pile on top one another. There is too much evidence to ignore, sinister and noirish, something lurks behind every corner, enticing with the implications that you’re better off not knowing what lies in wait but you just can’t help but look.