"I started producing work with an ecstatic addiction"
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What’s bracing about Nicholson’s line is the way it turns the studio into a site of compulsion rather than calm inspiration. “Ecstatic addiction” is a deliberately unstable pairing: ecstasy suggests rapture, expansion, even clarity; addiction suggests repetition, dependence, a narrowing of options. Put together, they describe a modern artist’s private engine room, where freedom and fixation aren’t opposites but collaborators.
Nicholson wasn’t a Romantic painter waiting for lightning to strike. As a key British modernist moving through postwar abstraction, he worked in a culture that increasingly valued process, series, and disciplined experimentation. The phrase “started producing work” is tellingly industrial. It’s not “painting” or “making,” but producing: output, momentum, a body of work that accumulates like evidence. He’s implying a threshold moment when art stops being an occasional act and becomes a condition - the days organized around it, the mind tuned to it.
The subtext is partly defensive, partly proud. Calling it an addiction can preempt the moralizing that often attaches to obsessive artists: yes, it takes over, yes, it crowds out ordinary life - but it also generates ecstasy, a heightened state that justifies the cost. Nicholson’s restraint as a formalist makes the confession sharper: behind the cool geometry and refined surfaces sits a ravenous drive. He’s smuggling intensity into minimalism, insisting that repetition and reduction aren’t sterile - they’re intoxicating.
Nicholson wasn’t a Romantic painter waiting for lightning to strike. As a key British modernist moving through postwar abstraction, he worked in a culture that increasingly valued process, series, and disciplined experimentation. The phrase “started producing work” is tellingly industrial. It’s not “painting” or “making,” but producing: output, momentum, a body of work that accumulates like evidence. He’s implying a threshold moment when art stops being an occasional act and becomes a condition - the days organized around it, the mind tuned to it.
The subtext is partly defensive, partly proud. Calling it an addiction can preempt the moralizing that often attaches to obsessive artists: yes, it takes over, yes, it crowds out ordinary life - but it also generates ecstasy, a heightened state that justifies the cost. Nicholson’s restraint as a formalist makes the confession sharper: behind the cool geometry and refined surfaces sits a ravenous drive. He’s smuggling intensity into minimalism, insisting that repetition and reduction aren’t sterile - they’re intoxicating.
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