Solberg’s Engravings are populated with prowling rodents, sharp-billed herons, snow-white stoats gnawing into the thickets – a whole wriggling world materializing the gestures of the engraver who cuts, rips, corrodes the metal. Solberg nibbles at her copper plate with the stubbornness of a shrew, her tools have the diligence of the tiny creatures scurrying around under the foliage. Here, the…