Darkness, blackness is of course an issue that several artists have been intrigued by , e g there was the story of Joseph Beuys, who allegedly - I haven't actually been there - found the darkest black sooty stovepipe, he once put into a wall.
To me personal there can be a lot happening in dark spaces, like in Barnett Newman's Prometheus Bound, there is a whole drama hidden in it, and something I heard btw also, when I first encountered it there was a flourish, and every painting else got obsolete, I was absorbed. The second time I visited it during a retrospective in Düsseldorf, I spent a considerable time in front of it. Apparently too much for the museum attendant, who got behind me - like Newman suggests I always get as close as possible. The exhibition had been on for some time, so the painting should not have been that new to the attendant, yet suddenly I heard a yell behind me: "Kommt schnell, da ist was, ich habe was gesehen/ Come quickly, there is something I've seen something." I couldn't help but turn, smile at her and be a little bit jealous at this marvellous moment of discovery. She was absolutely right and absolutely right to yell in the museum. Hallelujah!
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