Untitled 1961

Joan Mitchell made this large untitled painting with oil on canvas, and it's like stepping into a vibrant, colourful world. Imagine the studio, paint splattered everywhere, and Mitchell attacking the canvas with bold strokes. The gestural marks create a dynamic energy; you can almost feel her movements. The canvas is alive with oranges, greens, purples, and browns, which blend and clash in a controlled chaos. Look at the thick impasto, applied with such physicality! It's not just about the colours but the texture, the sheer presence of the paint. I wonder, was she thinking of landscapes? I see fields, trees, and maybe even a storm brewing. The drips and splatters add to the feeling of spontaneity. It reminds me of de Kooning's energy, yet it’s distinctly Mitchell's own. Painters are always talking to each other across time and space. This work is part of that ongoing conversation. It embraces ambiguity and feeling. What do you see in it?