Untitled 1939

Serge Brignoni made this untitled artwork in 1939 with paint, probably oil, or maybe gouache. The colours feel really alive, almost like a carnival, a sort of energetic conversation. Look at the red background—it's not just a flat wash, but full of texture, like layers of memory. Then you've got these crazy yellow shapes floating on top, like they're about to take off. I'm drawn to the way Brignoni layers his marks, building up these complex forms that feel both chaotic and totally intentional. You can see how he's let the paint do its thing, allowing drips and textures to become part of the image. It reminds me a little of Miro, but with a wilder, more unpredictable energy. It's not about perfection, it's about the process, the joy of making something new. It makes you think about art not as a finished product, but as an ongoing exploration.