Portrait of a Lady (unfinished) 1918

This is Gustav Klimt’s unfinished "Portrait of a Lady", and what strikes me is how unresolved it is. There's something cool about seeing the process, you know? The way the face is rendered in these almost otherworldly blues and pinks, yet the body is just sketched in – ghostly outlines that suggest a form without fully committing. I love that. You can see the underpainting, the raw canvas showing through. The texture is so immediate. Look at the charcoal lines, how they dance and weave, especially around the shoulders and the suggestion of a dress. It's like Klimt was thinking aloud, figuring out the composition as he went. It reminds me that art isn't always about perfection. It's about the journey, the exploration, the questions we ask along the way. It makes you think about other artists who played with a similar sense of ambiguity, like maybe Egon Schiele. It's like they’re both inviting us to participate in the act of creation itself.