I have always resisted the work of Agnes Martin. I had no idea what she was doing or why I would want to look. Because you put her “infinite dissolve” in front of me at the breakfast table, I looked. Lo and behold, I found a lot to see.
Oh, Rona, I've fallen in love with Agnes. But it took a while. It took reading biographies and watching films and sitting and staring and then trying to enter her mind space with my own art, like this nine square acrylic and stitch. And now I am there. xoxo
Oh, I understand this nine square acrylic and stitch. I'm attracted to stitches. lol. In the coming week that I'll spend alone with pencil and paper, the walls of the farmhouse I stay in will offer up a variety of art in every room, including Alice Trumbull Mason's, and that of the former inhabitants, Emily Mason (whose paintings I love) and her husband's Wolf Kahn's landscapes. My writing and meditation within those 117 year old walls is stoked with their creativity, freedom, passion, and revelation. The idea that art and music might infuse and blend their colors, shapes, emotion and rhythms with my words is a possibility because of your Substack sharings. Thanks for that. PS What are the dimensions of There is a clarity of line?
I have always resisted the work of Agnes Martin. I had no idea what she was doing or why I would want to look. Because you put her “infinite dissolve” in front of me at the breakfast table, I looked. Lo and behold, I found a lot to see.
Oh, Rona, I've fallen in love with Agnes. But it took a while. It took reading biographies and watching films and sitting and staring and then trying to enter her mind space with my own art, like this nine square acrylic and stitch. And now I am there. xoxo
Oh, my. I thought this was Agnes Martin’s art and discover it’s a homage.
Oh, I understand this nine square acrylic and stitch. I'm attracted to stitches. lol. In the coming week that I'll spend alone with pencil and paper, the walls of the farmhouse I stay in will offer up a variety of art in every room, including Alice Trumbull Mason's, and that of the former inhabitants, Emily Mason (whose paintings I love) and her husband's Wolf Kahn's landscapes. My writing and meditation within those 117 year old walls is stoked with their creativity, freedom, passion, and revelation. The idea that art and music might infuse and blend their colors, shapes, emotion and rhythms with my words is a possibility because of your Substack sharings. Thanks for that. PS What are the dimensions of There is a clarity of line?