11 tableux et 7 poèmes 1945

Wassily Kandinsky made "11 tableux et 7 poèmes" with gouache and ink, and just look at the colours! They’re so clean and bold, like children's blocks, but somehow they dance together in a very sophisticated way. You can sense Kandinsky figuring it out as he goes, a real process. There's something so playful about the materiality here. The way he balances the flatness of the gouache with these precise lines, almost like he's making a map of some inner world. My eye keeps landing on that blue blob, the way it swells and dips, with its little orange feet. It's so strange and kind of goofy, but it anchors the whole composition, doesn’t it? It’s like the feeling of a memory trying to surface. Kandinsky always reminds me of Joan Miró, with that same sense of childlike wonder mixed with a deep understanding of form. Ultimately, art’s not about answers, it’s about keeping the conversation going, one shape, one colour, one feeling at a time.