Frank Stella Finds His Legs

I'm old enough to have experienced a certain artist's early rise to, shall we say, stardom? I was a pretty young kid then and in rural East Texas we didn't subscribe to any of the artsy magazines. And my little school's library didn't stay abreast of pretty much anything that was current. Most of what one might call current came from the Longview Morning Journal, the newspaper we received. So I didn't watch his evolution over time. AND the fact that he stayed with it. But I guess if you suddenly become a public artist you find yourself in a certain pigeon's hole, so to speak. Anyway, I stumbled across a painting on one of my internet searches yesterday and clicked on it. I was surprised to find it one of Stella's pieces. It was three-dimensional with twisting and curving shapes and the colors were wild and frenetic. I had early on appreciated his discipline but I was happily surprised that the early rigidly formal work had turned into something else. Anyway, enough chatter, I guess. This is a 6 by 4.5 inches gel pen with color pencil drawing on medium weight acid-free paper. Original Jones Art says the young man isn't the mature man isn't the old man though they are close relatives here in northwest Austin, Texas.