Figur 1948

This is Jakob Weidemann's "Figur," and it’s a whole playground of shapes and colors. Just imagine Weidemann, brush in hand, starting with a dark line, then another, and another. Suddenly these bright colors burst forth: reds, blues, yellows, fighting for space on the canvas. I feel like he's wrestling with something, trying to piece together a puzzle, but the pieces keep shifting. It's like he’s trying to capture the energy of a bustling city, with its sharp angles, unexpected intersections, and fleeting moments of color. That red semi-circle is the key. It’s like a beacon, or maybe the curve of a smile? And the striped sections. It's as though Weidemann is in conversation with the Cubists, but he's also doing his own thing, pushing the boundaries. Weidemann and all of us painters: we are all in this conversation together.