HOME IN THE WOODS 1975

Editor: We're looking at Jaroslav Keluc's "Home in the Woods," created in 1975 using pastels. The colors are so vibrant, almost feverish, especially that bright red roof peeking through the trees. It feels both inviting and slightly… overwhelming. What stands out to you? Curator: Overwhelming, yes! Like nature reclaiming something built by human hands, but not in a menacing way. It's a nostalgic embrace, perhaps? The forest feels alive, teeming. See how Keluc renders the trees— not with photographic realism, but with this frantic energy, almost as if the trees themselves are breathing, swaying in an unseen wind, sharing secrets. What does “home” mean when it’s swallowed up by nature? Editor: That makes me think about the individual versus the collective – the little home being part of something so much bigger and older. Does the house become insignificant? Curator: Or does it gain significance through that relationship? Like a single thought within a universe of them! Keluc invites us to question the boundary between interior and exterior, safety and wildness. What kind of dreams do you think happen inside a home like that? Editor: Maybe dreams steeped in the forest. Something less...sterile. This has given me so much to consider regarding how place and identity interplay. Curator: And me! I am pondering my next forest-filled daydream, thanks to Keluc and your intriguing interpretation. It is like a shared landscape within our minds.