RETRO
Hiroshi Nagai doesn’t just paint vacation: he IS vacation. Not the rowdy, beer soaked kind, but that fleeting moment just after you dive into a pool. Eyes closed, gravity gone, silence all around. His art is a postcard from a version of the past that maybe never existed but should have. A pastel dream of 1980s Japan filtered through the lens of Miami Vice and mid-century California. Palm trees frozen mid-sway, beach houses with no footprints, shadows so sharp they could cut glass. There are no people, no noise, just that endless summer humming with quiet luxury and subtle loneliness. His work makes you feel like you’d just stepped into a song by Tatsuro Yamashita or found yourself in the final frame of a film that never got made. What makes Nagai a master isn’t just his eye for color or clean lines. It’s his ability to bottle a mood that no one else is paying attention to. He paints stillness, but not the boring kind, the kind that vibrates with unspoken stories. Every rooftop terrace, every empty poolside hints at a life just outside the frame. He doesn’t shove nostalgia down your throat. He whispers it, like a memory you didn’t know you had. A master of retro not because he replicates the past, but because he idealizes it. And in doing so, he gives us a reason to long for it. Artwork by Hiroshi Nagai
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I wanna peruse the aisles of that record store
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stay with me 🗣️
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Love it 🌸⭐️🌸⭐️
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Whole time we grooving this one of the most depressing songs lol
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Very poetic and fitting description
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