Red Again 1972

Sam Francis made *Red Again* with paint, and you can see the joy he had in splattering it across the surface. It feels like a party of color! I wonder what it was like for him in the studio, flicking and dripping. Each drop and splash is like a little burst of energy, frozen in time. You can almost hear him laughing as he worked, right? Those reds, yellows, greens, and blues aren't just sitting there; they're dancing with each other, creating new hues and tones as they overlap. Thinking about Pollock and his action paintings, but Francis brings something lighter, something more buoyant to the game. I want to make art that feels like this, like anything can happen. It reminds me that painting isn't just about what you see, but how you feel, how you move, and how you let go.