Montréal’s Line Katcho makes work that addresses endurance and upheaval. At times of flux, what continuities can be maintained? Lithe, skittering, glitchy electronica, flecked with the half-heard cries of birds and chitter of insects, soundtracks a series of stunning visuals that hint at buildings left empty but intact after catastrophe, at environmental turmoil, and at the steady, indestructible truths of the earthly elements: mountains and the peaks of great waves, the flurrying of clouds, the flow of magma and dashes of lightning.