Summertime 1962

William Kienbusch made this painting, *Summertime*, with lovely brushstrokes of blue and yellow. It’s like he’s chasing the fleeting light of a summer day. The blues are deep and solid, feeling almost like anchors, while the yellows are lighter, more transparent, like sun showers. Look at the way he’s dabbed and swiped the paint. You can almost feel the brush moving, building up layers, letting some of the paper peek through. It feels so open, honest, and process-driven. My eye keeps dancing around, trying to make sense of it, but it’s more about feeling than knowing. These daubs of color connect me to painters like Joan Mitchell, who shared Kienbusch's love of landscape, and the way that color and light can evoke a sense of place. In the end, *Summertime* reminds us that art is never finished, just abandoned, and that meaning is always multiple, always shifting.