CLUB RETRO
Time flies by… No one captures that better than Hiroshi Nagai. His art, drenched in summer light and stillness, doesn’t just depict a moment. It mourns its passing. A lone house by the sea. A shadow stretching across a pool deck. A jet slicing through an empty sky. These aren’t just compositions. They’re reminders. Reminders of vacations that blurred into memory. Of youth that vanished before you even knew it was precious. Like a plane overhead, you hear it before you see it, and by the time you look up, it’s already gone. Nagai paints the kind of silence that rings loud when you’re alone with your thoughts. His skies are so blue they ache. His palm trees too perfect to be trusted. The plane in the distance, often a quiet detail in his work, isn’t just headed somewhere. It’s leaving you behind. There’s something deeply melancholic about how he captures the golden hour. Not just as a time of day but as a metaphor for a life stage. You’re always either arriving or departing in his world. Never still. Never settled. And that really is the cruel trick of time. It gives you a perfect moment, just long enough to notice it… then moves on without asking. Artwork by Hiroshi Nagai
3 days ago
The one with the plane flying towards the sun... perfection! ✈️🌇
3 days ago
I love Nagai's work so much. It makes me feel so nostalgic. Thank you for curating this collection. 🙌🔥
3 days ago
hiroshi nagai art ❤️
3 days ago
One of my favorite artists of all time!! As an acrylic artist myself his work inspires me so much 🌃✈️
3 days ago
My faves
3 days ago
Oh, to be rich in the bubble economy :<
3 days ago
Beautiful ✨❤️
3 days ago
I love them all ❤️
3 days ago
😍😍😍😍😍
3 days ago
Love the third one!!!