Untitled 1988

This "Untitled" painting by Phil Sims is just layers of red pigment on a surface. I like to imagine him, in his studio, working and reworking this same hue, maybe over days, weeks, or even months, until it felt just right. It’s almost like he's trying to capture the essence of 'redness' itself. You can see traces of the brushstrokes, how the paint is a bit thicker in some spots than others. I bet the texture is amazing up close! For me, the real beauty here is in the way Sims has embraced simplicity. It's not about any grand statement, just the pure, unadulterated experience of color, like a Rothko or something. And that, I think, can be incredibly powerful. It kind of reminds you that art is a conversation, you know?