The Wedding 1975

Clementine Hunter made "The Wedding" with paint, probably oil or acrylic, sometime in the 20th century. The way she puts down the paint, so directly and simply, it’s like she’s just telling it like it is. There's this openness about her vision, you know? She doesn't fuss with details, but it feels complete. Look at how she handles the cake, for instance, the careful dots and lines so lovingly rendered, set against the flat yellow ground. It's like she’s building up the image, layer by layer, thought by thought. The painting isn’t trying to be anything it isn’t. It just *is*. It reminds me a bit of Florine Stettheimer’s work in that way, how she embraced a kind of directness in her painting, her own distinct vision. In the end, it’s not about being perfect but about saying something true.