My Grandmother's Lorgnette 1947

Endre Rozsda made My Grandmother's Lorgnette, and the swirls of color and lines make you feel like you’re peering into a dream. It feels like a kind of automatic drawing, where the hand moves without too much conscious thought. The blues and reds create a vibrating energy across the canvas, and the textures are built up layer upon layer. In the center, there’s a cluster of dark marks that look like eyes staring back at you! Rozsda invites us to lose ourselves in a world of pure sensation. Rozsda’s work reminds me a bit of Hilma af Klint; they both share a willingness to explore the unseen. And like Klint, Rozsda shows us that art is not about fixed meanings but about opening doors to new ways of seeing and feeling.