Untitled 1978

Editor: So, here we have an Untitled work by Donald Judd, a drawing of a box, really. I find it surprisingly serene, given its rigid geometry. What do you make of it? Curator: Serene, yes, but also deceptively simple. It's a ghost of a form. Judd was obsessed with space, and this drawing, for me, is about how a line can define, or *un*define, a volume. It whispers more than it shouts. Does it invite you to imagine the box's potential function? Editor: It does, actually. It feels like a stage for something, or maybe just a container waiting to be filled. Thanks! Curator: Absolutely. For me, it’s like a Zen koan in minimalist form – a beautiful puzzle.