Art Critique

Hi,

I am having real trouble self critiquing this one. I took and implemented all Arty's suggestions for improvement but I still think that the city in this painting is not right. Please be brutally honest with me!

"Reborn" presents a dynamic interplay of color and texture, where vibrant yellows and deep reds collide in a striking composition. The layered brushwork creates a sense of movement, evoking feelings of renewal and transformation. This artwork invites contemplation, making it a compelling addition to any space that seeks to inspire and uplift.

Oil 120x120cm

Give me your thoughts on this piece if you think it is "wall Worthy" or to dark and ominous

I have changed this painting 3 different times. From top to blue to shell pink. What color(s) would you add or take away or just scrap it

should I keep working the pink/blue version? I’ve wasted a week on this so far. Anyone?

Is this a cohesive collection?

I’m always fascinated by art award winners. How do the judges decide?

I am experimenting with realistic & abstract. I wanted to capture the moment when Sax player is loving his music

Is it well designed? How do YOU judge art? What is art? What makes a good shape?

I've been doing art festivals for years, but I feel like it's time to level-up my booth display. Here are a few photos of my booth at Boylan Heights ArtWalk in Raleigh, NC last December. (It's one of my best shows every year!)
How can I go from "arts & crafts artist" to "serious fine artist"? Thanks for your help!

A photograph about erosion, memory, and what remains after time stops asking permission.

Layers of paint dissolve into something almost geological—part wall, part landscape, part emotional weather. The pale center feels like light trying to survive beneath years of abrasion, while the darker bands hold the weight of age, pressure, and silence.

This piece lives in that strange territory between decay and revelation, where damaged surfaces begin to resemble unfinished paintings.

A photograph about erosion, memory, and what remains after time stops asking permission.

Layers of paint dissolve into something almost geological—part wall, part landscape, part emotional weather. The pale center feels like light trying to survive beneath years of abrasion, while the darker bands hold the weight of age, pressure, and silence.

This piece lives in that strange territory between decay and revelation, where damaged surfaces begin to resemble unfinished paintings.

• Beauty in survival is the underlying message in this piece. What do you think? How does this woman speak to you?

The final pieces for my 4th Year Exhibition at College.

One of my followers on Facebook sent me a photo saying it’s him and he wants me to make a portrait drawing, so I did. I focused on his eyes, that tell his age, experience, resilience, stubbornness, kindness, among other things his intelligence and pride of his tribe.

It didn’t take long to finish this charcoal portrait, because I had him on my back watching me while I drew. This is what happens to me, my work is engined by the human power, not AI.

“Childhood” evokes memories and emotional echoes of childhood. The elements represent a past time suspended between nostalgia and contemplation, inviting silent reflection.