In this pleasing oil painting by Polish artist Robert Bubel, a woman walks through an open art gallery towards a group of paintings hanging on the wall. Paint drips from the canvases, as if to express their fresh vibrancy. The title of the piece is provocative; is it addressed to the woman in the painting? or is it an invitation to view the art in its natural format: hanging on a wall, rather than as a digital image.
In this vivid painting by Polish artist Hanna Ilczyszyn a girl sits up in a tree whose yellow leaves have all but fallen to the ground. The girl’s face is hidden, though she looks out at the observer, as if to ask, “Who is it on exhibition?”
In Not My Father’s Oldsmobile, a classic car passes through an intersection. The dynamic radial composition invites the observer into a scene typical of contemporary American life. Yet, the muted colors suggests a certain emotional distance from the scene, as if to warn us away from nostalgia: this is not your father’s Oldsmobile, and it is only passing through.