Untitled 1967

Here's this thing that Fred Eversley made, this cool blocky sculpture with an orange stripe, suspended in green, that kinda glows. I like to imagine Fred in his studio, maybe California, because there's something very West Coast about this. I'm picturing him experimenting with the resin, pouring it into molds, waiting, and seeing how the colors interact, like a mad scientist but with better taste. He's playing with light and shadow, making something that's both solid and ethereal, and totally mesmerizing. There's this clean, almost futuristic vibe that reminds me a bit of Larry Bell, or even some of the Light and Space guys. But Eversley has his own thing, this way of making something that feels both precise and kind of alive, you know? It's not just a static object; it's like a little world, full of surprises.