Hill 1976

Horia Bernea made this painting, 'Hill', using oils, and boy, did he make them sing. The layers of paint are like thoughts piling up, each stroke a little decision, a little feeling. Look how the colors buzz together – the greens and browns almost vibrate. It's a dance of tiny marks, each one distinct but working together to create this whole world. See that little patch of red in the midground? It’s like a tiny heartbeat in the landscape, a jolt of energy that pulls you in. Bernea reminds me of Guston in a way, not in style, but in that willingness to just let the paint do its thing, to trust the process, even when it gets a little messy. It's not about perfection; it's about something more real, more human. Art is alive, and we get to be part of its story.