Watercolor by Pablo Picasso (1881-1973)
It's Pablo Picasso season in Manila right now but I have yet to visit his gallery. What I find very beautiful about this painting is more of its phenomenological identity rather than what is symbolizes, or what it "means". The color, though seemingly simple as it may seem, is very beautiful. The texture feels itchy and rough. The other part of the painting is a blur, like a whirling mind. Like mine.