Infinity 2017

Nemanja Vučković made this painting, "Infinity", with oils, working at a moderate scale. Look at these pinks, how they bleed and run, and the way the whites drip down like tears. I can almost feel the artist’s hand moving, wiping, smearing, trying to find the image. Maybe they were feeling something, a kind of sadness, or maybe the pink was just pretty and they wanted to see how many ways they could make it move across the surface. I’m thinking about Helen Frankenthaler and how she poured paint onto raw canvas, and how that changed painting forever. Vučković is doing something different here, though, something more contained, more about the push and pull of color and form. That slash of white, right there, it’s like a lightning bolt, cutting through all that pink. It wakes you up, you know? Artists are always talking to each other, across time, across space. We steal, we borrow, we transform. And in the end, we make something new, something that wasn’t there before. Painting isn't about answers; it's about the questions.