The Cube’s first exhibit is of dubious repute as the director chooses to exhibit his own work.
Ryder goes back to drawing guns. Come on, dude, grow up.
Solo exhibit concerned with the redaction of information and subsequent identity issues.
Ryder continues to rip-off classical works of art.
Ryder ties up a pedestal in the Cube, probably some sick art handler revenge.
Ryder builds a 10′ cube in his studio for unknown reasons, most likely because he is agoraphobic or he simply missed seeing the huge white walls already in his studio.