Red is love, black is mourning
120 x 120 cm
1996
“Yes, dada, World War 1 was gruesome. It left no possibilities to take art still seriously.
But then you stumble on that blood red, which is taking shape against a black that can hardly be anything else than the black of death.
Impressive.
Not really.
Because your eye has not yet met this incredibly beautiful, immensely soft – almost non-existent – yellow.
That is impressive.
An immensely subtle operation which gives all of the possible heaviness of this Meta-painting a breathtaking lightness and still, at the same time, an inescapable necessity.
The irresistible force of the barely existing.
Life's an incredibly beautiful and amazingly sensitive bitch!
Is this what this utterly simple but still grand Meta-painting is saying?”
From the chapter Beauty,
from the book Meta-art
by Mick van Schooneveld