Untitled 1986

Here's an 'Untitled' painting by Luis Feito, probably made with oils, that hums with quiet energy. You can almost feel him layering those purples, the dark green lines appearing to vibrate as they divide the canvas. I imagine Feito, brush in hand, building up those blocks of color, maybe scraping some away, adding more, until they just felt right. What was he thinking when he made it? Did he feel the need to balance intuition and structure? It reminds me a bit of Rothko’s color fields, but with a touch of something else, a controlled chaos, something Feito makes his own. These lines, and how they form, give us a feeling, an intention, a meaning – not one that you can easily put into words. It’s like he’s inviting us into a visual conversation. Painting is like that, an exchange of ideas across time, inspiring each other’s creativity. Ambiguity is embraced and multiple interpretations are allowed.