Sky (August) 1986

Constantin Flondor's "Sky (August)" is a poetic whisper in pale blue and white. You can see the brushstrokes swirling, almost like the wind itself shaped the clouds. I imagine Flondor, gazing upwards, trying to capture the fleeting dance of the sky. It reminds me of Constable, but quieter, more interior. The paint looks thin, almost translucent, like watercolor, which heightens that sense of transience. Look at the way the white streaks cut through the blue, they are not just clouds, but gestures, expressive marks that convey a feeling of airy lightness. I bet he was thinking about the way we perceive space and form. Painters have been trying to paint the sky forever, each finding their own way to translate this vastness onto a small surface. And it's a conversation, you know, each artist building upon what came before, and hopefully inspiring what's to come. It's about embracing the unknown, about letting the painting breathe and shift, resisting the urge to pin it down too tightly.