Just Seeing: Vija Celmins
Vija Celmins repeating ocean surfaces

Dear Friends,
Not long ago I finished a manuscript and have passed it on to a few readers. To keep myself sane while I wait to hear back from them, this week I joined thousands of others in the insane hyper-speed quest to write a novel during the month of November. It’s a lark, a boot-camp, and some comic relief all at once.
In all this, my life has become an ocean of words—words, words, words to the vast horizon. This has me longing to just look, just see.
— Sal
Vija Celmins — Ocean Surfaces
Vija Celmins drew, etched, and painted the ocean surface again and again from 1969 through 2016, and maybe she’s not done with it. All of these images are a kind of still life—a depiction of a photograph taken off the Santa Monica Pier in 1969.







If you are craving some words on Vija Celmins, I wrote about her in the spring of 2024.
Matthew Marks
You can see more of Vija Celmins ocean surfaces via Matthew Marks Gallery.
Dear Reader, as always, this letter is a letter to you. Write back! Are you feeling for words these days, or just seeing?
Further adventures and new ways of seeing can be found in my book, The Uses of Art.
Artist Sal Randolph’s THE USES OF ART is a memoir of transformative encounters with works of art, inviting readers into new methods of looking that are both liberating and emboldening.
Dazzlingly original, ferociously intelligent.
— Michael Cunningham
A joyful, dazzling treasure-box of a book.
— Bonnie Friedman
Here’s a guide, to waking up, over and over again.
— Roshi Pat Enkyo O’Hara





Ah, Vija Celmins! Such a joy to pause and get lost in her work. As you wrote in your other piece, they help you experience time in such a lovely, elusive way. Thank you for this post!
Words are so weird. They dance around my head all day and I’m excited to do something with them when I have the time, but when I sit down to bring them to life they’re gone. When this happens I doodle or write random words all over the page in search of something meaningful. It usually feels like a wasted practice, but essentially I’m observing the inner workings of my brain- just like these images of the ocean. Thanks for this space to process my thoughts.