Untitled 1964

This untitled piece by Afro, done with ink, feels immediate, like it happened in a flash. Look at those bold black marks slashing across the page. I can almost see the artist, Afro, leaning in, arm moving quickly, making decisions on the fly. I wonder, what was he thinking? Is it a landscape, a figure, or just pure feeling being let loose? The ink pools in some spots, creating these dense, dark masses, while elsewhere, it's light and airy. Notice that one looping gesture there on the left, how it swoops down and then kicks back up, full of energy. It reminds me a bit of Franz Kline, but with a touch more… I don’t know… Italian flair? Afro was part of a generation of artists looking for new ways to express themselves after the war, and you can see him here, riffing on what others were doing, pushing the language of painting forward. It's all one big conversation, right? And we're all just trying to add our own little bit to it.