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Curator: Welcome. We’re standing before an acrylic on canvas piece by Ligia Macovei. While it remains untitled, the work clearly explores landscape and figuration. What strikes you first? Editor: That deep, churning blue sky. It’s brooding, theatrical. The colors are emotionally raw; it feels like the scene is about to swallow you whole, a touch malevolent even. Is that a garden growing in quicksand? Curator: The composition is undeniably complex. The tension between the gestural brushstrokes and implied forms—the hinted-at figures and verdant growth—is really central. Do you see how the palette shifts from the cool blues and greens to warmer oranges and reds in the middle ground? It almost feels like a dialectic. Editor: Totally! And there’s that edge, that controlled chaos, where the vibrant foreground blurs into what might be the middle distance or even the horizon line. What IS back there, anyway? There's such a rich feeling in those contrasts between dense application and bare canvas too, so free but… weighty? It makes you want to lean in close to parse everything and then back away to gather yourself. Curator: The layering certainly creates spatial ambiguity, which pushes beyond mere representation. It teases out relationships—figure to ground, color to form—through abstraction. Do you consider the artist plays within abstract expressionist ideals here? Editor: Yeah, I would, for sure. There’s the raw expression, that urgency...But with an undeniably intuitive understanding of color. It suggests… yearnings, you know? The potential for lush life haunted by a shadow. Even a premonition maybe. Curator: Indeed, it becomes this rather interesting play of inner psychological landscape and something that maybe at a remove evokes more representational space… I keep seeing faces, are there actually people here? Or do I just want to find them? Editor: Ha! You know, now that you say it, I’m spotting them too. That's probably how art starts in the first place... Someone needed to know we are not alone, and then, they showed it. Well, I feel changed, I do! Thanks for sharing. Curator: The pleasure’s been mine, maybe now more so than before we spoke!