Komposisjon I 1948

Jakob Weidemann made this painting with big gestures and a somewhat discordant palette of greens, blues, reds and blacks. I can imagine Weidemann working on this, building it up slowly, with a lot of trial and error. It reminds me of my own process, how the painting seems to come into being slowly, like it has a mind of its own. The painting has a kind of nervous energy. It's like he’s trying to find a form, but it keeps slipping away. I sympathize with that. I can feel him working through something, trying to nail it down with those black lines. It's not about perfection, it's about the search, the push and pull, the yeah-no-yeah-no of painting. He’s definitely in conversation with other painters. This feels like the kind of painting that keeps the dialogue open and flowing between them. It's full of ambiguity, but that's where the magic happens!