Trees in Autumn Light 1959

"Trees in Autumn Light" by Rudy Pozzatti is an etching, a dance of lines on paper. It's like he's sketching with acid. You get lost in the scratchy textures that build the trees, the scene. The beauty of etching lies in its physicality. You can almost feel the artist's hand dragging the tool, biting into the metal. Look at the way the light peeks through the branches. It’s not just about what’s there, but what’s missing, the negative space doing a real job of suggesting light. Then, the sky; a dark smudge. It feels like a memory of autumn, not a clear picture. It's like when you’re recalling a landscape; the feeling is more vivid than the details. Pozzatti reminds me of Milton Avery. Both found ways to make landscapes emotionally resonant, not literal. Art’s not about answers. It’s about how we keep the conversation going.