LXXVII-F 1965

Francisco Larez made this intriguing artwork, LXXVII-F, and I wonder about the process. The painting seems to have emerged through layers of trial and error, it feels like a conversation, or maybe even an argument, happening right on the surface. The earthy tones and that evocative blue, like a faded memory, are applied in a way that makes you want to touch it. Can't you imagine Larez, puzzling over each mark, each texture, as the image slowly takes shape? That one gesture, that rip of material, trailing threads, it speaks of something both fragile and resilient. You see, painting isn't just about what's on the canvas. It's about the act of seeing, thinking, and feeling. Each artist is in dialogue with those who came before, inspiring new ways of working. It's like a big, messy, ongoing conversation, full of ambiguity and uncertainty, where anything is possible.