The Swan, No. 12, Group IX-SUW 1915

Hilma af Klint painted 'The Swan, No. 12, Group IX-SUW' with oil, conjuring up something elemental. Look at how she’s building up those layers, kind of like a slow reveal. It's not about a single gesture but more a meditative act. The surface is smooth, almost like she's trying to hide the touch of the hand, but not quite. Those circles, one milky white, one earthy brown – they're not perfect, are they? There's a slight wobble that gives them life. And the triangle of colour, rainbow prism, so precise, sitting right in the middle, reflecting a darker image of itself. Think about that line between the pink and grey, between the circles. It's a horizon. A dividing point, or maybe a bridge. Klint’s paintings remind me a little of Agnes Martin – that same quiet insistence on geometry, but with something wilder, more spiritual humming beneath the surface. It's like she's chasing something we can't quite grasp, and inviting us to chase it with her.