You approach the canvas\u2014it is still virgin white and untouched. What a decision to touch it with paint \u2026 The first delicate pink, then a hint of yellow, perhaps a fresh spring green. The colors begin to speak to each other, to resonate, delicate and subtle … It goes back and forth like this for a while, until the whiteness has disappeared and given way to a weave of color. Slowly, the picture begins to develop a will; it demands more red or orange or green or blue. Then comes the moment when the whole thing becomes too colorful\u2014too colorful for me\u2014and I intervene. I take a white or a very delicate gray-white and cover the entire colorfulness with a roller or a sponge roller … Only a hint of the colorfulness is left. \u2014 Thorough contemplation. \u2014 The decision comes (or is it an impulse?), a green line, across the top of the picture, loose, not too exact. A gold tone follows, almost like a sword. Who wants it that way\u2014me or the picture? Above it, oh wonder, it wants to be dark\u2014a deep, dark red. What a painful step to cover it with black. Contemplating it again and again, and then taking these steps, courageously, swiftly, without hesitation. Something is still missing, but what? A long question to the picture … Waiting until it speaks, answers … Another impulse\u2014in the red darkness above, a bright red rose, daring and distinct. Yes, that’s right. Nothing more wants to be added; everything has been said \u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Translation <\/strong>Laura Liska You approach the canvas\u2014it is still virgin white and untouched. What a decision to touch it with paint \u2026 The first delicate pink, then a hint of yellow, perhaps a fresh spring green. The colors begin to speak to each other, to resonate, delicate and subtle … It goes back and forth like this for a while, until the whiteness has disappeared and given way to a weave of color. Slowly, the picture begins to develop a will; it demands […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":19091,"featured_media":65129,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[9097,9115,8788],"tags":[11643,8798,11644],"class_list":["post-65296","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-art","category-consciousness","category-essay-en","tag-ausgabe-16-17-2025-en","tag-deepening","tag-english-issue-16-17-2025"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dasgoetheanum.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65296","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dasgoetheanum.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dasgoetheanum.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dasgoetheanum.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/19091"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dasgoetheanum.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=65296"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dasgoetheanum.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65296\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dasgoetheanum.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/65129"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dasgoetheanum.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=65296"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dasgoetheanum.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=65296"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dasgoetheanum.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=65296"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
Photo<\/strong> From Shaping Light,<\/em> Laura Liska, 2025.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"