This was originally a part of an earlier post, from last year I think, inspired by an art exhibit I saw in early 2011 at the Centre Pompidou. The artist was Pierre Soulages and the paintings were primarily in black with the few exceptions being black and white. This quote struck me for its applicability across disciplines. It is simultaneously a commentary on black as color, art and for me also black as understood to mean people of African descent. No matter the interpretation, I absolutely love it.
I like the authority of black, it’s severity, it’s obviousness, it’s radicalism. It’s powerful ability of contrast provides an intense presence to all colors and when it illuminates the darkest colors, it gives them a somber grandeur. Black has unimagined possibilities and, attentive to that which I do not know, I am going to find them.