Sever Burada

Sever Burada liked to paint himself in a three-piece suit, tie loose, sleeves rolled, like he’d just stepped out of a 1930s office and into a dream. When he looked in the mirror, he always added a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, even though he never smoked. His self-portraits feel like candid snapshots: you half-expect the paint to still be wet when you tilt your phone. Try zooming into Autoportret, you’ll see every bristle mark in the lapel.