Les Saisons 2011

Francis Naranjo made *Les Saisons*, perhaps with paint, maybe with light itself! The piece is split into bold sections. On the left, a warning in black, then the sun blazing from a white ground, transitioning to deep red with a quiet inscription. Then complete darkness with a hovering geometric box. I imagine Naranjo thinking about how we look at art, about how we perceive the world, and what we think is real. What must it have been like for him, deciding to divide up this space, giving each part its own weight? He’s not afraid of a full commitment to black, and yet also lets the sun shine. This is a bit like art-making, too. You experiment, you go too far, you try this, you try that. And in the end, there it is, this “thing” that is talking back to you, asking you questions.