Four figures, four colours, and one number repeating until it becomes a corridor. The shape stacking inward is the numeral four itself, drawn again and again in blue, cyan, orange and red, each one smaller than the last, until it arrives at the team standing very small at the end of it. Cream ground, a fine star field, diagonal stripes across the upper corner. My monogram sits along the foot beside a Future Foundation lockup. Nothing in it is drawn from life. It is all flat shape, and it still reads as four people walking toward you. That is why the piece is called 44444444. Part of The Fantastic Four: First Dreams.



