Willem de Kooning
Rosy Fingered Dawn at Louse Point
1963
oil on canvas
203,5 x 177,5 cm
Stedelijk Museum, Amsterdam
I have always been in love with the open space
that sounds like a flag flapping in the wind.
The vastness. The distances and depths. The perspective.
The high sky and its promises. The light and the states of mind.
The shaped time. Space and movement.
The philosophical space, therefore, and not the romantic one.
A painting comes into being over time.
That duration ensures an accumulation of intensities within the painting.
The painting is therefore never a representation of reality
but always a stack of intensities, which itself becomes a new reality.
Material that is animated by the spiritual act placed within it.
Which leads to a painting practice consisting of endlessly looking
at a brushstroke until it shows something.
That is what struck me when I first saw de Kooning’s
"Rosy Fingered Dawn at Louse Point" in the eighties. The recognition!
The openness and the seemingly effortless manner of painting, that captures
an overwhelming, complex emotion, summoned by perception.
The light, the space, the wind, and the body, all in sync.
And finally the title. Evocative poetry that brings the painting to another level.
The impact it had on me became a starting point for what painting could be.
Frank Anderson, 2026
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