Springtime 1939

Edward Ferguson made this print, *Springtime*, sometime in the late 30's, and it's a real testament to the power of simplicity. Look at how he's built up this whole scene with just pencil, or maybe it’s charcoal, creating a world out of subtle shades of grey. It reminds us that art isn't always about flashy colors or big statements, it's about the slow, thoughtful process of seeing. The beauty of this print is in the details: the delicate texture of the blooming trees, the way the light catches the clothes hanging on the line. I love how Ferguson captures the ordinary, the everyday, and turns it into something extraordinary. There’s a grounded sense of place, like a memory, and a fleeting sense of spring. It brings to mind other American artists like Charles Burchfield, who found the sublime in the mundane. Ultimately, this print is a reminder that art is an ongoing conversation, where artists borrow, steal, and build upon each other's ideas across time, always leaving room for new interpretations.