Hickman’s installation consists of a narrow, linear strip of hash marks, 4 to 8 in. wide, made with rusty nails sandwiched between skin membrane (hog casings). The marks encircle the gallery space. Counting surrounds us. It’s universal, this visual mark making—recording, numbering, adding, tallying, measuring—a record of time. Archeological evidence suggests ancient cultures have kept track too. We’re part of a human continuum, but perhaps now, for us personally, we’re counting more than ever before.
It’s impossible to truly grasp thousands or millions, yet we’re hearing these numbers daily, of people who have fallen ill, of people who have died. We’ve been locked down, experienced loss close to home and across the world. What will we remember? The pandemic? Racial injustice and white supremacy? Fires and floods? Hickman has chosen—with simple, familiar mark making—to indicate the loss, these cumulative units suggesting what may be beyond our comprehension.