Untitled 1971

This untitled painting was made by Luis Feito, and it's all about how the paint goes on, the pure, joyful act of putting color to canvas. The texture is really something here, isn't it? See how the paint is built up, thick and almost sculptural, especially in that big red circle – a sun, maybe? You can almost feel the weight of it. Then there's the contrast with the smoother, flatter areas of that dreamy purple background. Look at the dark, almost black shapes clustered at the bottom. They're mysterious, right? Kind of blobby, kind of ominous. There's something about the way these forms sit together, not quite resolving into a clear image, that reminds me of Joan Miró – that playful yet slightly unsettling quality. It’s like Feito is having a conversation with other artists across time. In the end, it’s all about what you see, what you feel. There’s no right or wrong answer here, just the pleasure of looking.