Aron Wiesenfeld’s moody paintings of young women in desolate, unfortunate circumstances are close to being beyond reproach. The figures in these works -usually young and female- are characterized by a certain hardiness. Despite their thin frames, there seemingly isn’t any malevolent force (weather, isolation, disaster, etc.) in the world that can bring them down. Where others might place less significant elements in a corner to fill a canvas, each of Wiesenfeld’s brushstrokes seem to have a purpose. Each mark on canvas contributes to a stronger emotional impression overall. And that’s really what makes these so great. Sure they’re gorgeously rendered, but these paintings’ potential for emotional impact is their greatest strength.