Today I stumbled on a collection of paintings and sketches from a woman named Julia Colton. As flea-market folklore has it, she was originally from the Soviet Union, and had a showing in Paris at some point in her life. Her work dates from the mid 1940s through the mid 1950s and depicts portraits of solemn looking characters often in dull and muted colors.
It isn’t clear when she arrived in the US, but it’s fair to assume that the hardships of Communist Russia, the Great Depression and WWII definitely colored her often somber and tragically bleak work.
This is the grim and pensive beauty that I took home with me.
I didn’t capture the entire collection, but it’s safe to assume I’ll document more in the coming weeks.