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EXHIBIT VAYYNFROOM IV
A serene madonna and child enthroned in a meadow of olive trees, the entire sky churning with thick impasto ribbons of cobalt, violet and cadmium yellow, cypresses bending in the mistral wind while classical drapery dissolves into trembling brushwork and a swirling crescent moon
EXHIBIT VAYYNFItalian Room

“A serene madonna and child enthroned in a meadow of olive trees, the en…”

Curator G.jang

Oil and pixel · 2026

Raphael × Gogh

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Critique 01 / 02

Raphael

“This composition abandons the serene order our age cherishes. The churning sky and trembling brushwork disturb the Madonna’s quiet majesty. Where is balanced proportion, the calm light of”
— Raphael
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Critique 02 / 02

Vincent van Gogh

“The Madonna's quiet joy pierces my soul—that serenity is no sweet stillness but a living flame. Yet her child, sacred in olive light, demands the storm. I would paint those calm faces with wilder love, earth's fever burning beneath heaven's”
— Vincent van Gogh
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