Liana Asol
Lithuania
Contemporary Art
Painting as a Passageway
Liana Asol is a self-taught visual artist from Lithuania whose journey into painting grew from a lifelong connection to photography, nature, and music. Though initially captivated by the lens, it was the silent pull of the canvas that eventually won her over. What began with souvenir painting soon evolved into larger, more expressive works—each created by hand, often accompanied by music, and guided by instinct rather than plan.
With no formal training and a quiet approach to public life, Asol’s art speaks. She has participated in group exhibitions, including at Loosenart Gallery in Rome and Decagon Gallery, and was once nominated for the Luxembourg Art Prize. Painting for her is not a pursuit of fame, but a return to something essential—an escape, a meditation, a way to visit other worlds. Her works do not demand explanation; they ask only to be felt.
"I believe that photography, painting, and music are art forms that require no lengthy explanations. They either touch the heart—or their beauty remains hidden, their meaning unspoken.
Although art has accompanied me throughout my life, my creative path began with photography. For a long time, the blank canvas felt intimidating—a space too vast, too silent. But the magic of painting eventually became irresistible. I started with souvenir paintings, which received recognition and encouragement. From there, my journey naturally expanded to larger formats.
My creative process is spontaneous. When my hands touch the canvas, contours begin to tell stories—often shaped by the rhythm of music and the moods of nature. Painting feels like an unquenchable thirst: as soon as it is satisfied, it returns again. Most of my works are created by hand, in moments of quiet focus, without predefined concepts. Art, for me, is a portal—an invitation to visit other worlds. Let my paintings continue to speak on my behalf."
Liana Asol
The Quiet Trace
An Album by Liana Asol
When you pause and begin to listen to nature with your heart, a quiet shift occurs—something ancient, something near. In this silence, creatures emerge not to speak, but to be seen: a watchful owl, a scorpion, a horizon that breathes. This is the space where stillness leaves a trace, and every image becomes a soft echo of the unseen.
