Katherine Bernhardt’s paintings embody cosmopolitan edginess. Her lush canvases, which themselves pose as the currency of beguiling luxury, incorporate all the fantasy trappings of seduction, decadence and corruption, each charged with sordid soap operatic climax and the command of true-to-type bitches and divas. Looming larger than life, Bernhardt’s demoiselles flaunt exaggerated tales of womanly wiles: a tribe of Amazonian it-girls, goddesses, and super-heroines languishing in the ennui of money, power, and style.