Adriana Vila. Pixel Pancho. Uriginal.
A Street Art mural triptych in the thick of Wynwood, without flourish, with guile.

From Bosch to Beckmann to Bacon the multi-paneled presentation of the barnacled and beatific has commanded the attention of art fans for centuries. Here on a backlot in the swampy section of Miami that’s now known for public painting, we find a trio of uniquely stylized female sitters, one slightly more robotic than her flanks. In a darkly storied and neglected neighborhood now painfully clamoring for attention, it was this partially obscured wall that adroitly captured ours.

Commanding your eyes, and then your heart, these three hold court in the scruffy sod with complementary hues, blinkered by a tree that blocks and reveals according to the breeze and the sun. Calling to mind altar paintings from the Middle Ages as well as pensively poetic video panels at the Venice Biennale, this maximizing of an easily overlooked opportunity skillfully attracts the discerning art fan, leaving you satiated, slightly stirred.



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