I get it. Nudes are classic. “Tasteful.” Elegant.
They whisper “collector” and scream “I panic-decorated this space in one weekend with the help of a rich cousin who loves Pinterest.”
But here’s the thing.
Your walls deserve better.
They deserve art with a pulse. A soul. A story.
Not another anonymous backside cast in concrete, looking like it escaped from a yoga studio in Rome.
You’re not a hotel lobby, sweetheart.
You’re a person. With layers. And maybe even taste.
So why not show it?
I’m not saying my paintings are the only right choice (okay, maybe I am),
but I am saying that if you're drawn to contemporary Israeli art, something with real emotion, texture, contradiction, light and shadow and all the stuff that says “Hi, I live here and I’m not boring,” then... come a little closer.
I didn’t paint these pieces to match your couch.
I painted them after nights of no sleep. After staring at the ceiling and thinking about war, about peace, about home, about chaos, about love. About that exact moment when a color hits you in the stomach like a memory you forgot you had.
My art isn’t “neutral.”
It’s not gonna just sit there and behave.
It might start conversations.
Or maybe just remind you you’re alive.
So yeah...
Maybe this is your sign to stop playing safe.
To swap that oh-so-refined naked lady for a piece of art that actually feels something.
I’ll make it easy:
👉 Check my collections, choose something that speaks to your soul
Or keep collecting beige torsos. That’s cute too.
No pressure. Just truth.
With love (and some sass),
Nikita 💋🎨
