Untitled #6 1959

Milton Resnick made this Untitled #6, using luscious, grey-green paint that feels kind of alive. You can tell Resnick just let the paint do its thing, like he's having a conversation with the canvas. Look closely, you can see how the surface is built up, layer upon layer. It's like he's wrestling with the paint, pushing it around, letting it drip. Check out the top left corner, how the gray almost swallows the little bits of blue and green. It's like a storm cloud, but made of pure, delicious paint. The way he lets the colors peek through, it’s so honest, so raw. Resnick reminds me a bit of Guston, both unafraid to make a mess, to let the process be visible. It's like they're saying, "Hey, art isn't about perfection, it's about the journey."