Organ In The Mountains 1936

František Hudeček made this painting, Organ In The Mountains, in 1936, though it's hard to tell with what. It's a collection of lines, marks, and characters forming in and out of the landscape. There's a real sense of texture here, even though the paint looks pretty thin. It's like Hudeček built up the image with layers of lines, a bit like a feverish drawing. Look at the vertical marks that make up the "organ," how they drip and blur. Each one is different, imperfect, like the pipes of an actual organ, or maybe trees? This reminds me of Paul Klee, not in style so much, but in its playful, almost childlike way of inventing a world. The base of the mountain is a scribble of what looks like figures or symbols, a kind of dreamscape. It’s this area, more than any other, that gives the painting its foundation, its depth, making me think about the conversations that artists have with each other, even across generations. Hudeček isn't trying to give us answers, but maybe a feeling, an echo of something just out of reach.