Sem titulo 1993

This "Untitled" work by Angelo de Sousa is, for me, all about the quiet process of seeing. It's subtle, right? Like a whisper of blue on a canvas divided into eight rectangles. I'm drawn to the way the color isn't uniform; it shifts and breathes, hinting at layers and maybe even corrections. It reminds me that artmaking is a journey, not just a destination. I can almost feel de Sousa's hand moving across the surface, adjusting, refining. Look at the lines, how they divide the canvas. They're not perfect, are they? There's a wobble, a human touch that keeps the whole thing from feeling too rigid. That slight imperfection, it adds so much soul. It's like Agnes Martin, but with a Portuguese twist, maybe hinting at the melancholy of the sea. It's that push and pull between order and chaos that makes it so compelling. It invites you to slow down, to really *see*.