Mountain Landscape 1939

Werner Peiner made this epic landscape, probably with oils on canvas, conjuring a scene that feels both real and imagined. I see the peaks of the mountains emerging from the mist. I imagine Peiner layering the paint, building up the form, almost like sculpting the mountains themselves. Look at how the light catches on the ridges, highlighting the textures. He must have used tiny brushes to capture every detail. There's a real sense of depth in the painting, a quality the old masters often strived for. I wonder if Peiner was thinking of them when he made this? Did he ever stand in a real landscape like this? Or did he imagine it all? It doesn’t really matter, because painters borrow from each other all the time. They have an ongoing conversation across generations, building on each other's visions. Each painting is just a moment in this conversation, a new way of seeing, of thinking, and of feeling.