
We keep glancing over to the postcard as we type and we smile. How can color blocked out so gruffly on a canvas do that? God, he’s good.

We keep glancing over to the postcard as we type and we smile. How can color blocked out so gruffly on a canvas do that? God, he’s good.
I always say when they can put a Rothko on my back, then and only then will I get a tattoo.
the master of color.
that work is amazing. and i love what you guys say about it.
Go see them in person, they will ruin you for postcards forever. There exists, though it's hard to find a Yale Press publiation of EVERY piece of art he made. It's about 5" thick and commands a bookshelf for itself.
Take a look at James Elkins' book "Pictures and Tears" for a tremendous essay on the affect Rothko's work has with regard to raw viceral emotion and how we as viewers control, or lose control of ourselves when in their presence...
Rothko is a F**KING GENIUS
I have a book of the chapel paintings, and I just pull it out and look at it - staring for hours.
I love Rothko. I used to go to the Detroit Institute of Arts on my lunch breaks just to stare at the Rothko they had there, then the Judd around the corner - two completely different feelings, both great.