Kefir containers 2022

Alfred Freddy Krupa made this expressive work with ink, I imagine, and paper. The overall composition is bold. It looks like the artist was really letting loose, with decisive strokes and splatters of ink, improvising as they went along. The black almost seems to be devouring the white. There’s a real dynamism in the way the forms interact, creating an almost playful tension. I can almost feel Krupa’s hand moving across the paper, guided by a mix of intention and chance. Those drippy edges...it’s like the ink has a mind of its own, creating these little rivulets and pools of darkness. The push and pull between control and accident is palpable. It reminds me of the work of other artists who weren’t afraid to embrace the unpredictable nature of their materials, like Franz Kline or even some of the old ink wash painters. It’s like we’re all having this big, ongoing conversation through paint, each of us adding our own voice to the mix.