Tree House 1981

This is Gene Davis's "Tree House," made with ink on paper. It's really all about the immediacy of the gesture, you know? It’s like he's chasing a feeling, letting the ink lead the way. Look at how the ink splatters and drips, it’s not trying to be precious. The texture is right there, raw and unapologetic. It's like he's building a world out of pure, unfiltered marks. And that stark black and white palette? It’s like a visual dare. Take the little cluster of marks on the left. Are they eyes peeking out? It's so ambiguous. It doesn’t tell you what to think, it just invites you in. It reminds me of Cy Twombly’s scribbles, but with a sharper edge. It’s like they are both embracing the beautiful messiness of thought. Ultimately, it's all about the joy of seeing and making.