Untitled (Expressive Face)
Herman Brood
Pure Herman Brood adrenaline: a face flung onto the page in primary-coloured marker and screenprint — yellow, cobalt and red slashing past each other, a scrawled signature, the energy of a man who painted the way he played rock 'n' roll. It is raw, fast and gloriously unbothered. On loose paper, it still feels wet with the moment it was made. Every stroke is a confession blurted at full volume, the marker dragged across the sheet with the reckless honesty of a man who had no time for second drafts and no patience for the difference between living and making. The face that emerges is less a portrait than a seizure of pure presence — eyes, mouth and signature all colliding in a glorious refusal to be tidy, a self-portrait of velocity itself. Brood painted the way he burned, and the sheet still carries the heat: yellow shouting over cobalt, red cutting across both, the whole thing vibrating with the doomed, magnificent conviction that the only sin is to slow down. Unframed and unrepentant, it hangs like a chord struck too hard and left, deliberately, to ring.
- Medium
- Print on unremarkable paper
- Framing
- Unframed
- Artwork size
- 500 mm × 600 mm
