If the mind is a trap for memories and flashing recollections, or a place that snatches a thought or action from the air for just a moment, this compilation of poems from the respective minds of two artists, sitting in a studio at East Hampton's public access televison show, Haim Mizrahi's HELLO, HELLO, reveal that minds meld and the instinctive floating grey cells give way to the unexpected whether it's on Joanne's paper scraps or Hiam's laptop screen. In the end, they are notable to the extent that they reveal what's under the SLIPCOVER.