Corrida. Wounded Female Torero III (Corrida. Femme Torero blessée III) 1933

Here's a Picasso print of a wounded female torero, and like all his work, it’s a window into a mind constantly searching for new ways of seeing. You can almost feel the artist's hand moving across the plate, etching lines that capture the raw energy of the bullfight. I imagine him, wrestling with the image, scraping away at the metal, adding layer upon layer until the scene explodes with tension, the pale grey adding so much to the atmosphere! Those marks aren't just lines, they're gestures, each one a little stab, a little caress, building up the drama, the fear, the intensity of the moment. It reminds me a little of Goya, whose bullfighting scenes are also full of drama and violence. But Picasso's is different. It’s not just about the spectacle but about the inner turmoil. In a funny way, making art is a kind of bullfight: a struggle with form, with meaning, with the very act of creation!