It’s customary for art galleries in New York City to close their doors to the public in the month of August. Perhaps it’s a European thing, whole countries like Spain and Italy do it too. Regardless of the reason, for the rest of us, this season makes a part of Manhattan inaccessible. So, as reparation, here’s what to expect of art in the fall; that way, when you’re arty friend mentions, “Alina Sapoz-a-something” in a month from now, you’ll think of lips and prosthetics and the morphologies of contemporary bodies in their newfound relationship to the environment that surrounds them.