A few years ago, it looked like physical art was going the way of analogue film photography. Digital tools were getting better, faster and cheaper, or even free. Painting on an iPad made more sense than lugging canvases around. Learning to draw on a Wacom tablet seemed more practical than buying sketchbooks and charcoal. The future was clearly digital, and anyone still mixing oil paints by hand seemed quaint at best, stubborn at worst.

Except that’s not what’s happening.

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Photoshop. Instead, they’re treating digital and analogue as complementary tools, each with distinct strengths. Some of them might even document their plein air sessions on TikTok: three hours of painting condensed into 90 seconds, complete with time-lapse clouds and a lo-fi soundtrack.

What’s emerging, then, is a new hybrid practice. Artists who understand both worlds, who can move fluidly between them, who know when to use digital, and when to put down the tablet and pick up a brush. They’re not afraid of tech: they just know that by itself, it’s no substitute for understanding, for looking, for being present.

In short, reports of the death of painting have been greatly exaggerated. At the dawn of 2026, from where I’m standing, it’s never felt more alive.