Each month, Jessica Gysel invites an artist to take up space under the title I See / You Mean. A nod to the title of the 1970 collage novel by New York writer Lucy Lippard, an editorial snapshot, a carte blanche with an open ending.
Sometime around 2012 I was walking through the Frieze Art Fair in London and almost stepped into a kind of trompe l’oeil oil stain. The ‘stain’ turned out to belong to a series of works displayed on the floor of a gallery booth, not literal oil stains but solid black rain puddles made of resin and sand and sometimes a little bit of trash — a rather minimal and radical sculptural gesture for an art fair, I thought. I encountered them several times later in my own house which I had rented out to a curator for a while. He had installed one of the pieces in my living room.
All this says so…
