Behind the scenes
You & Me & How-to
Who is she?
I am excited to start painting Fine Art full time as arts have always been my passion. I have always felt strongly about colors and shapes. Later on I realised I have a synaesthetic mind, which means I can and I have the need to “speak in colors”. I trained as a Fine Art Painter at Garay János Arts Faculty and later at Budai Drawing School in Hungary. I am also a chemist and I enjoy creating new, innovative techniques for a unique expression of the emotions and stories I want to tell. I am at a stage of my life where I have left the role of life-giver behind and now I have become a nurturer. It is time for me to start speaking, not only to my children, but also to the world using the language of colors and shapes. I have many stories to tell having a home at the opposite ends of the Earth, geographically speaking as well as emotionally, chronologically, politically and culturally. I have been lucky enough to learn many skills over several life-stages and I am ready to put them all to use to fulfill my calling as a Fine Art Painter.
What does she do?
I offer original Fine Art Paintings. I create original paintings to inspire my audience with stories reaching across cultures filled with emotions, innovative techniques and a sustainability approach. From the materials I choose to the colors I carefully compose to the messages I have to say everything is unique and design to give my viewers an exceptional experience they deserve.
Where does she come from?
This is where I come from.
This is my little girl standing in the village I grew up in just like I stood. Uncertain, safe, surrounded by empty streets, familiar stone.
I grew up in Bátaszék, in Hungary. It was the last decade of a deprived communistic era. People were disillusioned, there was scarcity and the scatters of technology reached us in the dysfunctional, heavy, rusting iron or yellowing plastic objects of the Soviet Union. I grew up learning to play in my own fantasy. In the 1980’s, during communism, there was nothing to entertain children apart from what us and our family could make for us. I spent my time watching my grandmother cook, roaming the fields behind the village when I was old enough, reading innumerable books lying in the tall grass, many about arts and arts history. I also learned trades from people traditionally carrying them over the centuries in the village – making brooms, blue-dying textiles or, right in the yard where my daughter is standing, pottery.