Sunset 1993

Volodymyr Loboda made this painting, "Sunset", with oil on canvas, and what hits me first is the energy, the sheer speed of its making. The colors are mixed but somehow separate – reds, yellows, and blues creating a kind of urgent harmony. You can feel the artist wrestling with the scene, trying to pin down the fleeting light, the way it transforms solid forms into something more ethereal. The lines aren't precise; instead, they vibrate, giving the whole scene a feeling of being alive, of constant change. Look at that star, floating in the sky. It’s like Loboda is winking at us, reminding us that painting isn't about perfect representation; it's about capturing a feeling, an impression, a moment. He’s inviting us to see the world not as it is, but as it feels. It reminds me that artists are always talking to each other across time, picking up where someone else left off, and pushing the conversation further.