Head 1982

Curator: Today, we're looking at Georg Baselitz's print, simply titled "Head," housed here at the Tate. Editor: It's intense, right? Sort of raw, feels like a woodcut, but more violent. The red just bleeds into the black. Curator: Notice the tension between abstraction and figuration. The title suggests a portrait, yet the forms are fragmented, almost dissolving. Editor: Makes me wonder if he's depicting a real head, or an idea of one. Maybe it's about the fracturing of identity? Curator: The limited color palette enhances the sense of unease, stripping away superficiality to reveal something primal. Editor: For me, it’s that jagged white—like a scream caught in ink. What a bold image! Curator: Indeed, a potent piece that resonates far beyond its modest scale. Editor: It's stayed with me, I have to admit.