Untitled [plate XXVII] 1958

Joan Miró made this print, Untitled plate XXVII, and others like it with lithography, layering color in playful, intuitive gestures. It's like watching a dance, isn't it? The textures here are just so alive. The black curve on the left, look at the way it's not solid but mottled, full of tiny gaps that let the paper breathe through. This reminds me of Cy Twombly's mark-making, that same feeling of something both ancient and utterly spontaneous. Then there's that bright yellow circle, almost childlike in its simplicity, hanging out with the other shapes as if they were all just introduced at a party. That dangling line, so thin and precarious, connects it with the blue crescent. It gives the sense that these forms are all balanced, floating in a dream. Like Paul Klee, Miró turns simple gestures into a whole world of feeling. It is a reminder that making art is not about knowing, but about finding out.