Compared to Krupa and even her own past work, Luisada offers a looser touch. Sourcing “imagery from dreams and mysticism,” according to the press release, she builds almost-abstract canvases (there’s always a hint of a face or a figure) that once would have been labeled lyrical. This may be a transitional moment in her work, her crowd-pleasing-Techicolor, Sonia Delaunay-in-a-blender style morphing into something breezier.
The most interesting painting in the show belongs to Krupa and includes not a single drop of paint. It’s a vivid rainbow of an umbrella that he has gamely stretched to a frame and titled Don’t Open That Umbrella in the House! It’s too late for that, but its bravado is a welcome exclamation point in an otherwise determinedly quiet display.