Gamtovaizdis Su Aviliais 1922

Vytautas Kairiukstis built this landscape with pastels, smudging blues and greens into a rolling vista of fields and trees. I wonder if he squinted to see this scene? I can almost feel his hand pressing and blending those sticks of pigment into the paper. The image feels very intuitive, like he was letting the color and form emerge, and the smudgy marks create an unreal, dreamlike world, one that seems to vibrate with a quiet energy. That little red hut, perched precariously on the hillside, is really appealing. It's like a tiny beacon of warmth and habitation nestled within the wild tangle of nature. When I see paintings like this, I like to imagine the other artists who have looked at similar scenes, each finding their own way to capture something ineffable about being in the world and making marks in response to what they see. It feels like a conversation that stretches across time.