Last night's Valentine's Day opening reception was a feast-your-eyes display of intricate line drawings by Christine Jones. Her work is sometimes blooming with braids, floral patterns, bows or microscopic chains. The very feminine themes often challenged by titles like "at the foot of the tomb that is my body" and "a tickle like a rip in time" hand written on the walls beneath each piece.

Something foreboding felt present beneath the tresses of hair and layers among layers of fabric in Christine's work. When the music started, (bands Tiger Hatchery and Nightburger, of Chicago) the discordant sounds were further disconcerting. The gallery was dripping with négligées, ribbons and cupcakes. It was Valentine's Day, after all. Yet the over-emphasis created another effect; have we gone overboard? Perhaps that question was teased out last night.

Whatever the case, Younglove's is a gem in West Philly, sure to entrance us with more sights and sounds in the coming months.