Plate 9 c. 1785

Editor: This is Plate 9 by Alexander Cozens, held at the Tate. It looks like a rugged, almost abstract landscape, all in stark blacks and whites. It feels… unfinished, in a way. What am I supposed to be seeing here? Curator: Perhaps Cozens is inviting us to finish it ourselves, to project our own mental landscapes onto this suggestive framework. It’s less about depiction and more about…evocation, wouldn't you agree? Editor: Evocation? So he's sparking the imagination? Curator: Precisely! Think of it as a Rorschach test for landscapes. What feelings arise as you gaze upon these jagged forms? Perhaps a sense of isolation? Or maybe untamed freedom? Editor: I get it. It's less about what's there, and more about what *could* be there. I’m looking at a mood as much as a mountain. Curator: Wonderful! It seems we've both climbed a little higher today!