Blue by Sam Francis

Thin cobalt pools seep across the canvas. This is *Blue* by Sam Francis, a study in liquid light. White paper peeks through like cracks in ice. The blue isn’t uniform—some edges bleed into pale washes, others hold sharp, inky lines. A single ochre mark lingers near the bottom, a quiet anchor in the fluid expanse. The composition feels accidental, yet every stroke sits exactly where it should. Hang it where morning light can slide across the surface. A hallway, a bedroom, or above a low credenza—anywhere that needs a moment of stillness without silence.