After a long trek through Expressionism and Surrealism, Rothko’s definitive style coalesced in 1950. Using canvases roughly the height and width of a human standing with outstretched arms, he created what he sometimes called "doors" and "windows" in luminous color. "My pictures are indeed facades" he once said. Muriel Steinberg acquired this painting soon after it was made.
At the dressing table in the corner of their white bedroom, she sits on her red-painted chair...
Why is the canvas darkest at the top? Ombre for lost hombres? Mandala of the mind?
He was three hours into painting before stepping back and thinking about throwing the canvas in the garbage.
Now that the compulsion is completed and isolated, I may look upon the divine.
The child who calls home strife begs tender clement days / Dreams first of peaceful pastures then furtive getaways
In the Third Year of great burning, Mo Mo, the Golden Emperor, made a journey to the monastery...
The architecture and decoration of the Orthodox Christian church is a reflection of cosmological beliefs.
There is a fine line between fiction and reality, and it is here that truth resides.
In the Rothko Room at The Phillips Gallery in Washington, DC they only let in eight visitors at a time...
The musty odour of the archive clung to Serge’s clothes as he walked home in the fresh spring air.
In the sanctuary, dim-lit by rows of flickering candles shielded by crimson glass sheltered from other and—other still
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