Pejzaż z kościółkiem 1923

Tadeusz Makowski painted "Pejzaż z kościółkiem" with what looks like oil on canvas, and the muted tones and soft brushstrokes give it an almost dreamlike quality. I imagine Makowski standing before his easel, squinting at the landscape, trying to capture not just the scene, but the feeling of being there. You can almost see him mixing his paints, adding a touch of ochre to soften the green, a dab of grey to mute the sky. Look at the way he’s rendered the church – not with sharp lines, but with gentle curves that seem to hug the building. There’s something so human about that, isn’t there? It reminds me a little of Corot, actually, who also had this knack for turning the ordinary into something magical. All of them, connected through paint, reaching across time. It makes you think about how we’re all just borrowing from each other, remixing the past to make something new. And it’s never really finished, is it? A painting is just a moment in an ongoing conversation.