Oh, my dear city of Lublin 1914

Kazimir Malevich made "Oh, my dear city of Lublin" with graphic media, capturing a moment of exultation. It’s a charming scene, rendered with such simple, deliberate strokes. I can imagine Malevich's focus while creating it, the way he committed to each outline, each flat block of color. The yellow of the woman’s dress, dotted with floral shapes, vibrates against the blues and reds of the landscape. There’s a sense of folk art here, a raw, unaffected joy in the making. I love how the artist has spread dismembered bodies across the ground. It’s like a stage set, a playful yet macabre dance of form and color that reminds me of Phillip Guston’s late work. Artists are always in conversation, aren’t they? Across time, across styles, we’re all just trying to make sense of the world, one brushstroke at a time.