Untitled [verso] c. 1940s

This is a drawing by Judith Rothschild, made with ink on paper. I love the open, airy quality, like a blueprint or a map of the artist's thoughts. It's got these stark black lines dancing on the page, creating shapes that hint at things, but never quite define them. I can imagine Rothschild in her studio, maybe late at night, just letting the ink flow, following her instincts. There’s a real sense of freedom in these lines, a kind of playful experimentation. You can see the ghost of Cubism, but it’s all her own. There's a conversation happening with artists like Picasso and Braque, but she’s adding her own voice to the mix. It reminds me that painting is not just about making a pretty picture. It’s about thinking, feeling, and exploring the world in a deeply personal way. And it’s about keeping the conversation going, each artist building on what came before, adding their own unique perspective.