Winter at Cenade 1986

Viorel Marginean painted this winter scene in Cenade with hushed tones and delicate touches, like the snow had just settled, blanketing the village. I can imagine him standing there, brush in hand, almost a quiet conversation with the landscape itself. He uses subtle shading and almost childlike linework to capture the scene. I wonder if he was thinking about how each stroke contributes to the overall mood of stillness and peace? The trees are just little puffs, not trying to be overly detailed, but there is a quiet and very specific feeling in the air that he manages to capture. Artists like Marginean remind me that painting is more than just what you see. It’s about feeling and memory and the way the world gets translated through someone’s heart and hand. There is an ongoing conversation, an exchange of ideas across time, and an inspiration to one another’s creativity.