Untitled [plate XXXV] 1958

This print was made by Joan Miró and it’s got a blue, wormy squiggle floating above a big black dot. Miro really keeps it simple, doesn’t he? But when you look closely, you see how the texture of the paper comes through in the print. The blue is broken up, not a solid field, and the black has a fuzzy edge. It makes you wonder about how it was made, what kind of tool or press he used. It’s not trying to fool you into thinking it’s anything other than what it is: ink on paper. And I love the way the forms are just hanging out on the page, not really interacting, but somehow balanced. It reminds me of early Kandinsky, how he’d throw shapes and colors around and let them find their own space. It's like Miro is inventing his own language, and we're just trying to figure out how to read it.