In the canvases of painter Jeff Faust, violins burst into flame, oars grow from tree roots, eddies of eucalyptus leaves swirl above delicate porcelain bowls, and cages confine clouds, not birds.

The artist’s trademark is “subtle surrealism,” the extraordinary juxtaposition of ordinary objects resulting in scenes of daydream-like intensity. These are not fantasy paintings, nor are they internal landscapes. Faust likes to term his works “visual poetry,” because, like poems, they are collections of painstakingly arranged images.