Untitled 1973

Luis Dourdil painted this untitled oil on canvas with a dance of muted browns and creams, a real testament to the beauty of process. It’s like Dourdil is whispering secrets with his brush. See how the paint is thin, almost translucent in places, allowing the canvas to breathe through? He's not trying to hide anything, but rather revealing the raw, tactile nature of the medium. Look at the upper part of the canvas, the way the lines don’t quite meet, the shapes almost forming architectural spaces and structures. It’s as if he's inviting us to complete the picture, to co-create the scene. Dourdil's palette reminds me of the subtle tones of Morandi’s still-lifes, but here, the focus is less on objects and more on feeling. These marks aren't just marks; they're traces of a journey, a meditation on form, space, and light. It's not about what it is, but what it becomes.