Untitled 1958

Stanley Boxer made this untitled painting with oil paint, but I can’t tell you exactly when. What I can tell you is, from looking at this work, that for Boxer, like me, artmaking was a process. He’s built up this image with lots of little marks, each one a dab of color that, up close, feels like its own little world. Look at that patch of blues and greys near the top, those colours sit side by side, creating a kind of shimmering effect. The paint looks thick and juicy, like he really loaded up his brush. You can almost feel the texture just by looking at it. It’s like he’s inviting us to see the world not as one solid thing, but as a collection of moments, of feelings, of colors bumping up against each other. This work reminds me a little of Joan Mitchell, another artist who wasn't afraid to get lost in the paint and see where it takes you. And that’s what art is all about, isn’t it? It’s an ongoing conversation, a way of seeing and feeling that keeps evolving.