Untitled Possibly 1962

Zao Wou-Ki made this untitled print with ink and color, and it’s all about process, right? Look at how the blues bleed and blend, creating a real sense of depth, like looking into water. Then, the blacks slash across the surface, disrupting that depth and pulling you back to the here and now, the flatness of the page. There’s this one spot, right in the center where the colors converge, feels like a storm, a flurry of marks that never quite resolve into a clear image. It’s like he's saying, ‘Here's the chaos, the energy of creation.’ It reminds me a bit of Joan Mitchell's late work, that same feeling of raw emotion laid bare. Ultimately, it’s all about feeling, not about figuring it out.