[no title] 1971

Editor: This untitled piece by Sol LeWitt is comprised of sixteen squares filled with colored lines. It feels almost like a color study, but with a very systematic approach. How do you interpret this work? Curator: It sings to me of order and chance, a dance between the artist's idea and the execution. LeWitt hands off the 'soul' of the work to a system, yet the gentle imperfections of the hand keep it human. Do you feel that tension? Editor: I do now! I was so focused on the grid, I missed the subtle variations within. Curator: Exactly! It's almost like a musical score, a set of instructions yielding unpredictable harmonies. Editor: So it's about the concept, but also about letting go? That's really interesting. Curator: Precisely. And that, my friend, is the delightful paradox of conceptualism. Editor: Thanks, I'll never look at a grid the same way again.