La voie 1962

Jean Miotte made 'La voie' with confident strokes and a restrained palette. The black marks are so bold, like solid structures, almost architectural. Then, this kind of soft, bruised purple appears – it's like a secret peek behind the curtain. The green line, so simple and clean, seems to hold everything together, or maybe it's just escaping. You can practically feel the speed of Miotte's hand, the way the brush dragged across the surface, leaving these traces of energy. It's not about perfection, it's about the act of painting itself, the dance between control and chance. 'La voie' makes me think of Franz Kline, but with a touch more vulnerability. It reminds us that art is a conversation, a constant echoing of ideas, and that there’s always room for another voice to join in.