Ex: My Personal interpretation... DO NOT COPY PRESENT YOUR OWN ORIGINAL THOUGHTS.
Bontecou’s Untitled, 1962, soot on paper appears to be as it is describe soot on paper, perhaps she is referring to the use of charcoal. It is entirely black and white, the white being the untainted paper.
I am peering up through the winding staircase above and all around me starting at my feet into the blackened sky with the moon like a pebble in its darkness. I relate the journey of my life to the stairs interpreting it as I have a whole adventure lying at my feet just waiting for me to take the first set. Gazing upon the piece, I am overcome with sadness as elements of mystery and darkness rush through my thoughts. At the same time, hope is in the air. This sense emanates from a spot of light within the dark abyss overhead and rays of light coming out of the blackened sky reflecting off the structure above.
At second glace the image becomes an eye staring at me, judging me. However, it is tired with bags surrounding its socket. It is tired of judging and being judged. The rays act like the reminisce of tears that had once flowed from its gland. There is sadness and frustrated in its gaze. When looking at this piece my thoughts are filled with darkness, darkness of my past and current struggles. However, I have to believe there is hope, hope for not only myself, but also the ones I love.
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