The Hurricane 1955

Germaine Richier made "The Hurricane" with ink, and by the looks of it, she was really going for it! She was really feeling something; an atmospheric pressure, a tempest in the mind. I can just imagine her in the studio, wrestling with the plate, scraping and scratching to get this furious energy down. The ink is so alive, like storm clouds gathering. It’s all about the texture, the way the lines carve out these ghostly figures, like they're emerging from the chaos. The bodies are there but not there, you know? It's giving me Goya vibes – those dark, swirling prints that feel like they're about to swallow you whole. But with a touch of Rodin – his figures emerging from the stone. These artists are all in conversation, riffing off each other, and pushing the limits. It's a reminder that art doesn't always have to be pretty. Sometimes, it's about capturing the raw, messy, and unsettling stuff. Which is actually very beautiful, in its own way.