Ivan Sotnikov

Ivan Sotnikov never left a forwarding address, but his prints have turned up in Berlin, Reykjavik, and a Reykjavik café bathroom stall. He treated paper like a postcard—folding it into tiny, sharp landscapes of empty chairs and half-peeled stickers. One of those prints, simply titled “Untitled” from 2014, shows a single chair stranded under a single lightbulb; the shadow it casts is the real star. If you’ve ever seen a room feel bigger than it is, look up this print next—it’s a quiet doorway into the same trick.