Mark Rothko made this painting called *Untitled (Three Nudes)* with oil on canvas. You can almost feel Rothko feeling his way through this scene. It’s there, and then it's not. The figures emerge from a swirl of strokes in creamy whites, earthy greens, and a touch of that signature Rothko blue. I wonder what he was thinking as he scrubbed the paint into the canvas, pushing and pulling the figures into being. See how he builds up the paint in layers, creating a kind of luminous haze around the figures. It’s like they are dissolving into the light, or maybe being born from it. It’s all about the paint, the texture, the surface. This reminds me of other artists who have grappled with the figure, like de Kooning or even Soutine, but Rothko's doing his own thing, stripping it all down to these essential, primal forms. Artists are always borrowing, referencing, building on what came before. It’s one big conversation across time, each voice adding something new to the mix. And in painting, uncertainty is part of the deal.
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