Why I love Franz Kline

The paintings look like they've stayed up all night. The paint's beginning to crack in places, like the paintings of old masters but much sooner; it must have been cheap paint, all Kline could afford. There's a story of Kline ripping out pages from the New York City phonebook and using them as 'test' canvases because he had no money for the real thing.  I can see him trying so hard to become an artist in his paintings. When he made his breakthrough, not that long before he left us, he established black as a primary color for the first time in art history. Kline seems as real to me as an artist as I seem to myself. Another way of saying this is that when I look at a Franz Kline painting I see myself as a writer.

 Decorations along Balboa Street between 33rd and 34th Avenues, San Francisco, 11 a.m., December 26, 2016

Decorations along Balboa Street between 33rd and 34th Avenues, San Francisco, 11 a.m., December 26, 2016