Wildflowers 1910

Martiros Sarian conjured these Wildflowers with paint on canvas; a world of its own right there. I see a kaleidoscope of warm yellows and oranges popping against deeper blues and greens. I can almost feel Sarian moving around the canvas, building up layers, maybe wiping away, starting again. You know, the life of a painting can be like that – a constant back and forth between intention and happy accident. I imagine him thinking about Matisse, maybe Cezanne, or even some Armenian folk art. But Sarian makes it his own, you know? I love how each brushstroke feels so deliberate, yet the whole thing feels so alive and free. It’s like he’s capturing a moment in time. A generous conversation between an artist and the world. And that’s what painting is, right? An ongoing dialogue, a constant exchange of ideas, inspiring each other across time.