The retrospective is room after room of encompassing light and depth that draw you into Agnes Martin’s long journey. Here. Now. Over and over. These big, pale, calm abstractions, and moving among them the pale hologram of a lone, determined woman. Colour. Lines. Straight lines. And one small drawing that is different: a single, sure, if quivering, line that curves back and forth as it describes the contours of a potted plant.
her last work
at ninety-two
still life
OTHER POSTS IN THE SERIES
Beautiful! I have visited the exhibition once, but will go back. I’m so happy they included some of her earlier work, truly strange and beautiful pieces, just like her last sketch.