Still Life 1915

Lyubov Popova made this still life in oil on canvas, though we don't know exactly when. What grabs me first is how Popova builds up space through layers. Forms and letters jostle against each other. There's a real sense of looking *at* something rather than *through* it. It's like she's saying, "Hey, painting is a thing, a surface, a collection of marks." The grayscale palette throws the geometrical forms into sharp relief. I love the collaged newspaper; the way the typography flattens the scene feels very modern. It’s not just about representation, but about how we see and process information. It reminds me of some of Braque's Cubist explorations. This feels like a conversation, a back-and-forth about the nature of seeing and art-making itself. There is a radical ambiguity here that embraces multiple interpretations.