Untitled [plate XV] 1958

Joan Miró made this print with lithography; you can almost feel the press pushing the stone down on the page. It's like he’s feeling out the edges of consciousness, letting forms emerge from some in-between state. I wonder if he started with the black smudge at the top, like a dark thought, then felt the need to balance it out with those playful blobs of color. That yellow swoop, like a banana peel, trying to keep things light. And the green and red, like a little family standing together, or maybe just shapes hanging out. Miró’s work always feels like he’s inviting us into his studio, into his process, into the messy, joyful act of making. We're all just borrowing ideas from each other, remixing and rethinking, in this ongoing conversation that spans centuries. Painting is a form of embodied expression which embraces ambiguity and uncertainty. There are no fixed readings here, and that’s the point.