Blank 1864 - 1941

This is a blank page, untitled, by Niels Larsen Stevns, and I can only imagine it was made with paper and ink. It makes me think about the possibilities that lay before us as artists, the moment before the brush touches the canvas. It’s like standing at the edge of something, about to jump. I know that as a painter, Stevns was deeply concerned with color and light, just like all of us, and I wonder whether this emptiness was a starting point, a kind of ground zero from which his ideas would emerge. He must have been looking at the blank page and thinking: “Where to begin?” It reminds me of Agnes Martin's subtle and quiet works. The blank page becomes a reflective space, where we can project our own thoughts, feelings, and experiences. In the end, isn't that what art is all about? A conversation across time and space, inviting us to find our own meaning.