Nick Mauss, By, With, To & From

7 May – 1 June 2014

Fiorucci Art Trust

10 Sloane Ave, London SW3 3JE


I was late. Double puncture. I had cycled over on one of the b bikes. Had trouble finding a parking station. I was greeted in front of the house by a group of smiling men wearing colourful shirts. Patterns of abstraction. I went straight to the bar. A short beautiful man with an accent. His long hair tied in a knot. My hair pinned up in a less macho fashion. Its ok. What’s ok? No no, it is Sakee. Oh yes please. One. Lime crushed with sugar topped with Sakee. Ice. Green beans for nibbles. I collected a few in a brown paper bag. I took a strole through the rooms. Curtains dipped in colour. Red squares on black. See-through light blue. Impenetrable dark blue. Moving. Widening the space. Creating a passageway. Breaking it off. Entrapment. People talking in hidden corners. I didn’t stop to join the conversations. I climbed through a large triangular cut out in the fabric. Circle on top. Upward smaller triangle. Forward. Arm stretched. Pictogram. Sporty. Taking notes on my ancient s^msung. Broken up words. Sentences cut short. White outlines. A man. Perhaps holding a cigarette. 3 people hanging out. Or fucking.         came .. With only ~:n         Back at the bar I met a conservator. She told me about a mural in Italy. Behind it was discovered an unfinished Pablo Picasso. Or was it in fact completed. Should one uncover the unknown painting or restore the already visible painting? I started talking about an erotic thriller by Brian de Palma with a conservator in Italy.  A film about uncovering hidden layers. Broken family ties. Absent fathers. Our conversation was cut short by a moving curtain drawing a half circle. White washed-out pink. New encounter revealed. Nic. We carried on the conversation about absent families. Disapproving parents. Friends replacing relatives. Planned journeys to Germany. His birthplace. Return to NYC. A soulful lady started moaning through the speakers. Now its all over. For the last goodbye. Calling you baby please. Let me down easy. Please. Let me down. The wet glass slid off the table. Shatter. Smash. Crash. Scream. Reached limit. I carried on with a replaced glass of red wine. Avocado on toast. Spicy pasta. Pineapple dipped in paprika. Coffee. Nic showed me the giant brain of the house. A huge black computer tower. It was linked up with the smaller brain that controlled the curtains. Controlling the song. Everyone had left. Before my departure we smoked a last bit of weed. Milovan had gotten it from an earlier encounter. DP. He assured us they were gentle. I left the house dragging half a bottle of red wine. Light drizzle. I pulled up the hood on my shiny black raincoat from Decathlon. A glowing cigarette appeared from the shadowy hole where my face would have been. The fire was extinguished by drops of rain falling more rapidly. I passed open car boots. Men pulling out orange suits with florescent stripes. Thermos coffee. I bashed my front teeth on the tip of the bottle. Wine mixed with blood. Empty. I threw the bottle in the Thames. Wind picking up. Detour over a locked gate through swaying trees. Kennington Gardens. 6 men walking amongst the dancing shadows. All talking about fucking. No one fucking. The trees leaned forward every time I closed my eyes. Branches undid my hairdo. Ripping the curls out of my hair. I hissed at them. Chased them off with a stare. The sun was coming up. An elderly chav. Local with an erection. I sucked him off. His mate watched. Eruption over his exposed belly. Shivers. I wanked over his trousers.

At a second sunrise I googled songs with the title Let me down easy. A popular title track. I got stuck with Bettye LaVette singing live at Shindig in 1965. Repeat until I was late for work.

When you pass by me. Say hello once in while. When you pass by me baby. Does it hurt to smile. Don’t turn your back on me so bad.
Let me down easy.
Let me down easy.
Let me

Text by Adam Christensen

7 May – 1 June 2014 (by appointment)

Fiorucci Art Trust

10 Sloane Ave, London SW3 3JE

Fiorucci Art Trust is excited to present By, With, To & From, a new series of works by New York-based artist Nick Mauss. This is the first large-scale work commissioned by the Fiorucci Art Trust for its London headquarters.

Conceived especially for 10 Sloane Avenue, By, With, To & From challenges the domestic architecture of the site with a series of jagged agitations that modulate viewers’ navigation of the space. The installation was generated in close relationship to the existing features of 10 Sloane Avenue. The very words of its title – By, With, To & From – evoke a reflection upon the artist’s authorship in relation to the space and other works of art.

By, With, To & From comprises four large automated curtains, their mechanisms altered to perform a continuous series of choreographies — spontaneous gestures, captured and looped. As the fabric stutters, opens, and closes, it carries and frames phrases and images around the ground floor of the house. Bettye LaVette’s Let Me Down Easy (1965) intermittently plays in the background.

Artworks from the private collection of Nicoletta Fiorucci, Founder of the Trust, are installed in tension with this restless ensemble. Mauss specially selected some of these works for the show, such as My idea of good taste (2011) by Carissa Rodriguez which features an ikebana composition that changes each time the work is presented.

Other works on display include a series of site-specific paintings by Celia Hempton from 2013 and Ear Tone Box (2012) by Sergei Tcherepnin whose persistent, high-pitched tunes enhance the hysterical nature of Mauss’ installation. Furniture elements by Franz West appear in the living room and dining room. Shimabuku’s Sakepiriña cocktails are served on the preview night.

By, With, To & From is curated by Milovan Farronato and Stella Bottai.

A programme of events runs parallel to the exhibition, beginning on 14 May, 7pm, with a conversation between Nicola Lees (Curator, Frieze Projects) and Kate Coyne (Programme Director, Siobhan Davies Dance). The event is free but booking is essential, please RSVP to by 11 May 2014.

Further events will be announced in due course.

Nick Mauss
By, With, To & From, 2014
Courtesy the artist and Fiorucci Art Trust
Photography Lewis Ronald



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