Skeptics are unlikely to hold a grudge once they’ve seen Carlson’s show. Composed of just five large pieces, it bears the imprint of a skilled artist and curator. From “Vista,” the billboard installation, to the last piece, an eerie tableau of working replicas of oil pumps, the source of most of the ambient noise, one has the feeling a story is unfolding. That story, in part, concerns the American Dream, its commodification and dependence on finite resources. But there is an undercurrent of beauty throughout, because the pieces themselves are so well-crafted and thoughtfully designed. Carlson doesn’t drag in an existing billboard or oil pump or ice machine or exhaust pipe; he recreates them, warped slightly by his own aesthetic and his memory of the object. (His work is so convincing that two tipsy women at the show’s opening tried to wrest open the nonfunctioning door of the ice machine—titled “Polar Ice”—in order to insert a bag of melting ice that was actually part of the piece.) The results have a prototypical, iconic feel, and a craftsmanship that commands attention.