Vassil Stoev

Green Meadow - Dypthich Abstract Oil Painting Red Blue Green Grey Brown Orange

2018

Oil on canvas Nino Tolomashvili is a Georgian painter born in 2003 who lives and works in Tbilisi, Georgia. After completing her schooling, she pursued her studies at the Tbilisi St...

Oil on canvas Nino Tolomashvili is a Georgian painter born in 2003 who lives and works in Tbilisi, Georgia. After completing her schooling, she pursued her studies at the Tbilisi St...

Martryce Roach is a self-taught visual artist from New Brunswick, NJ, who introduced her work in 2014. Martryce incorporates elements of music, education, geometric shapes, and envir...

Martryce Roach is a self-taught visual artist from New Brunswick, NJ, who introduced her work in 2014. Martryce incorporates elements of music, education, geometric shapes, and envir...

“Much like the human body, trees carry marks of time—scars, textures, and changes that reveal their history. For me, the older a tree is, the more interesting it becomes. Its bark is...

“Much like the human body, trees carry marks of time—scars, textures, and changes that reveal their history. For me, the older a tree is, the more interesting it becomes. Its bark is...

“Much like the human body, trees carry marks of time—scars, textures, and changes that reveal their history. For me, the older a tree is, the more interesting it becomes. Its bark is...

“Much like the human body, trees carry marks of time—scars, textures, and changes that reveal their history. For me, the older a tree is, the more interesting it becomes. Its bark is...

“Much like the human body, trees carry marks of time—scars, textures, and changes that reveal their history. For me, the older a tree is, the more interesting it becomes. Its bark is...

Looking at her works of art, at first sight one is amazed, because still unfamiliar, in front of her fantastic creativity. Her characters seem to come from "different" worlds, sometimes distant, other times hidden within us. They walk through the woods and meadows, they peer over the shores where the waves break in a continuous and unstoppable dialogue. Often very small, hiding among the blades of grass, but also huge figures, like the characters from the fairy tales of when we were children, naive and still "pure". Here, this purity of childhood is slowly and inexorably awakened in us by looking at the works of Carin Grudda...