I like my dad’s abstract art, such as this oil painting (sorry; not a watercolor!) that hung in various places in our home when I was growing up. Art, I know, can be subjective, and probably abstract art even more so.
To me this painting says home and familiarity, but also conversational groupings, time with a friend on the water, buildings and structures. Actually, however, when I look at it, I don’t think so much about the individual parts but rather I like to soak it up as a whole.
Over to you – what do you think about abstract art? Like it, loathe it, or somewhere in between?