Untitled (Abstract in yellow, black and red) 1967

This painting by Luis Feito—the one with bold strokes of yellow, black, and red—it feels like a conversation, doesn’t it? I can almost see Feito stepping back, considering, then charging forward again, brush loaded. Those stark black bars—so confident, anchoring the whole composition. And then there's that vibrant red, almost like a burst of energy trying to break free, held in place by the black. It’s not just about color; it’s about texture too. I can feel the thickness of the paint, how it sits on the surface, catching the light. I wonder if Feito was thinking about the push and pull between control and spontaneity, about how to capture a fleeting moment or feeling with just a few decisive gestures. It’s a conversation that’s been happening in painting for decades, each artist adding their own voice, their own marks, to the dialogue. Painting is like that, an ongoing exchange of ideas and inspirations across time.