Untitled [plate VIII] 1958

This untitled plate by Joan Miró is a symphony of simple forms dancing on paper. It’s like watching the moment when an idea first takes shape, wavering between intention and accident. The stark, black lines remind me of charcoal sketches where the artist is thinking through the form in front of them. There's a blue asterisk shape there too, like a little star. The red dot hovering delicately in space suggests a world beyond the immediate composition. Looking at this, I imagine Miró in his studio, surrounded by the scent of ink, playing with shapes and colors like a child with building blocks. It feels playful, and spontaneous. The image, the gesture, all seems plucked straight from the subconscious. It reminds me that we are always in conversation with each other, exchanging ideas and inspiring each other’s creative process. What does it remind you of?