Dead Tree with Pink Hill 1945

Georgia O'Keeffe, with her unique lens, brings us this scene of a tree and hill in shades of pink, set against a blue sky. I wonder about the act of painting itself – how has this come into being, shifting and emerging through trial, error, and intuition? I can’t help but sympathize with O’Keeffe and imagine what it might have been like to be her, in that space, creating. Were her thoughts as free and spirited as her brushstrokes? The painting’s surface isn't about perfection; it's more about texture, color, and physicality. Those thin washes of color, how they blend and bleed, tell their own story. There’s a dialogue happening here, not just between the artist and her subject, but between O’Keeffe and the history of painting itself. She’s in conversation with artists across time, all of us inspiring each other’s creativity, embracing ambiguity, uncertainty, and allowing for multiple interpretations.