7.4.89 1989

Gerhard Richter made this painting on July 4th, 1989, and looking at it, I wonder about the act of painting itself. It’s as if the painting came into being through a series of trials and errors, a shifting, emerging landscape of intuition. I sympathize with Richter here, imagining him layering strokes of yellow, orange, and black, maybe even scraping them away, as if he were searching for something just out of reach. The materiality of the paint, with its thick texture and varied surface, shapes our experience, creating emotional and intellectual resonances. See how those black drips cascade down? It’s like a waterfall of feeling, an intention or meaning that defies easy categorization. Richter's work reminds me that artists are always in conversation, exchanging ideas across time. Painting is a form of embodied expression, embracing ambiguity and allowing for multiple interpretations. It’s not about fixed readings but about opening up a space of imagination.