Untitled 1947

This painting by Mark Rothko is full of gestural marks and has a palette of red, black, and white that feels raw. I see the energy of the brushstrokes, the dance between intention and accident. Imagine Rothko in his studio, layering those colors, wiping away, starting again. It's almost like a conversation with the canvas. Looking at the texture, the way the colors blend and bleed, I'm struck by the physicality of the medium. The red slash across the top feels like a burst of emotion, a quick, decisive gesture that cuts through the calm of the white. What was Rothko thinking when he made that mark? Was it anger, joy, or just the pure pleasure of moving paint around? Rothko, like many of us painters, was in constant dialogue with the history of painting, pushing boundaries, searching for new ways to express the inexpressible. Painting embraces uncertainty and welcomes multiple readings, inviting us to bring our own experiences to the canvas.