Obsidian 1962

Curator: So, here we have Lee Krasner’s “Obsidian,” created in 1962. It’s currently housed right here at MoMA. This striking work is a linocut print rendered in ink, graphite, and who knows what else! What grabs you first about it? Editor: Immediately, this feels like a captured storm. Everything seems contained within these strict boundaries yet there's an incredible violence trying to break free. Do you think the name, "Obsidian", lends itself to the intensity? Curator: The title definitely anchors us, doesn't it? Obsidian itself is volcanic glass—sharp, dark, born of intense heat and pressure. Krasner captures that sense of potent, almost dangerous energy. I think also that for Krasner, materials themselves held a certain energetic resonance. And this interplay of textures within the print – the glossy ink, the soft give of the graphite, it's incredibly evocative, no? Editor: Absolutely. When I consider the raw origins of obsidian, this visual chaos is so very compelling. To go a little further, Obsidian has long held cultural weight - being seen to offer protection against negativity while promoting healing and self discovery. Here, perhaps it is that dance, of something old becoming reborn that is expressed here? Curator: Oh, I love that! Especially in light of Krasner's journey as an artist. Her willingness to reinvent, to constantly excavate and reimagine… I find her spirit in this piece so strong, and quite visible, that very feeling you described. One feels her determination. Editor: Indeed. It feels so deeply personal, like a landscape of her inner world externalized through mark-making. Is there a recurring pattern present? Some sort of floral arrangement within this piece? Curator: There are organic qualities certainly. The suggestion of the natural is allusive, even in pure abstraction; a little like a mirage! Perhaps something of a subconscious or internalized theme emerging within her vision…It's beautiful. I feel something raw is happening here - what a marvel. Editor: Ultimately, it feels like a glimpse into Krasner's unique symbolic landscape. I'll not see it the same way again. Curator: Right? She compels us to enter her personal narrative through image. And hopefully with newfound lenses. Thank you.