Falling Blue 1963

Agnes Martin made this painting, Falling Blue, with acrylic and pencil on canvas. It’s this square of muted blue, like a faded memory. I imagine Martin, poised with a pencil, making these tiny horizontal lines. It’s so subtle, almost like she’s trying to erase something while creating it. The blue isn’t a solid block; it's alive with variation. Look closely, and you see these slight shifts in tone. Her work always reminds me of Rothko, but quieter, more internal. It's like she’s whispering secrets about the vastness of space and feeling. I see her in her studio, the light just so, making these marks, a meditation on color, form, and emotion. Each line, each variation in color is so intentional. There’s a dialogue happening here, a conversation between Martin, the canvas, and us. And it’s never really over. It keeps evolving, shifting, falling, like blue.