Untitled 1953

This untitled gouache was made by Alexander Calder in 1953. Just look at that red, right? The way it bleeds and pools on the page. It’s like he’s letting the color do its thing, embracing the messiness of the medium. You know, there's something so honest about seeing an artist's process laid bare. It's all there in the drips and splatters, the way the black ink slithers across the page. Look at that thick, swooping brushstroke that dominates the center. It feels spontaneous, like a dance. And the yellow circles, like suns or maybe just… blobs? They pop against the red, creating this playful tension. I think of Joan Miró, someone else who wasn’t afraid to let their inner child run wild. And what about Cy Twombly? You know, art isn’t about perfection. It’s about exploring, questioning, and embracing the beautiful chaos of it all.