Autumn 1917

Konstantin Alexeevich Korovin captured a rural landscape in Autumn with oil on canvas. Look at how he's built up the surface with these rhythmic dabs and strokes of colour. You can almost feel him shifting and adjusting, responding to what’s already there, and trying to make sense of the scene before him. I wonder if he was trying to express a feeling of harmony, or even a sense of melancholy, as the season shifts and the leaves start to turn. He's caught the light filtering through the trees, painting the shadows in a way that feels alive. The physicality of the paint is so present here; you can see every mark, every decision. It’s like he’s saying that painting isn’t just about representing something, but about creating a whole world, a world of colour, light, and feeling. It makes me think about the way artists are constantly in dialogue, building on what others have done before, and pushing the boundaries of what painting can be.