I was born in Budapest, before the outbreak of the Second World War, the fatal consequences of which sealed my life forever.
I graduated from the High School of Fine and Applied Arts in Budapest. After that, I attended the Prague Academy of Fine Arts for two years, and from the third year I was a student at the Budapest University of Fine Arts (then College). I graduated here after my graduation year, in 1962.
In my early years, I lived and worked at the artist colony in Kecskemét with my husband, painter N.A., and our two small children.
Here I painted that material, under the mentorship of János Frank in 1970, which I exhibited in Műcsarnok’s Fényes Adolf room with great and successful reception and press coverage.
After that, a long ups and downs followed: we moved to Sweden with the children for family reasons. After a ten-year hiatus and (mental) illness, I returned to painting life in Budapest in 1984, with an exhibition organized at the Thermal hotel on Margitsziget by one of the first Hungarian art trading companies, General Art.
From then on, another long period of activity followed, which continues today. I also managed to get some book illustration commissions. (For my works, see the authors in the relevant publications.)
In 2013, I found the style that I have cultivated ever since – radical, according to some, but not so much in my opinion – which is non-figurative, which makes me happy, and which I believe and hope I can find completeness if I get a few more years and health from fate.
My work so far is partially contained in four publications, the last one was published in 2017.
Since 2019, I have been a regular member of the MTA’s Széchenyi Academy of Letters and Arts.
Postscript:
Sir G.B. Shaw advised Churchill, when he did not want to accept the Nobel Peace Prize, that if it is given, you should accept it – but you should live in such a way that it is not given to you.
It worked for me.
Budapest, September 15, 2017.
