This painting called "Untitled (Three Nudes)" was made by Mark Rothko, and looking at how Rothko has worked here, I see an artist who's really feeling his way through the process, almost like a dance. There's this amazing physicality to the paint itself; it's not just color, it's like Rothko is sculpting with it. The strokes are visible, thick in places, and you can almost see the energy of his hand as he laid down each mark. He's using a kind of muted palette with a lot of white, and then these punctuations of blues and greens, but then you see this flash of orange down at the bottom. The whole painting feels like it's breathing. It reminds me a little of Beckmann with the heavy outlines, but Rothko’s already pushing it towards something else, something bigger, more about feeling than seeing. It’s not about perfection; it’s about the search.