Little Street of Montmartre, Paris 1960

Vytautas Kasiulis painted "Little Street of Montmartre, Paris" using oil on canvas and it’s like he grabbed a handful of blues, greens, and yellows and just let them dance across the surface. It’s all about the joy of putting paint down, you know? The buildings are built up with these juicy, thick strokes, almost like Kasiulis was sculpting with color. But then, you look at the sky, and it’s this wash of thin, translucent blues, like he’s trying to capture the fleeting feeling of a Parisian afternoon. Look closely at the cobblestones of the street - each one is a dab of color that somehow, magically, comes together to create a sense of depth and movement. It feels like you could step right into the painting and wander up that little street. Kasiulis reminds me a bit of Dufy, with his playful approach to color and form. Both artists understood that painting isn't about perfect representation, it’s about capturing a feeling, an atmosphere, a moment in time. And that’s what makes art so endlessly fascinating, right? It’s not about answers, it’s about possibilities.