I’m kicking myself for not having written an overview of Tivon Rice this week in light of his installation The History of Television, closing today at 4 Culture. Not because I want to rave, but because I want to understand him and his project better. More on that later, and in print, probably.

But what you still have a chance to see through Sunday is Howard Barlow at PUNCH Gallery. His safety-colored powder-coat-finish steel boxes are pocked with bullet holes; some, like Opposing Views, deliriously pull together the hot logic of a gun with the cold precision of geometric abstraction. Barlow also has a quieter series in gun-metal color, with a sheen like a silky, oily puddle that makes the tears in the steel skin more traumatic than in the neon boxes. For his floor sculptures, Barlow piles fleshy earplugs into bumpy mounds, and makes use of found animal parts—deer limbs that hunters have discarded in the woods, for instance.

PUNCH is in the Tashiro Kaplan building in Pioneer Square, at 119 Prefontaine Place S, noon to 5 Saturday and Sunday. Nate Lippens wrote a lovely full review in the P-I.