I live in Hungary, at the edge of the city. I'm never completely satisfied with my work and never have enough time to spend with painting.
I believe in the possibility that fate provided me to wrestle with the everyday struggles, but also for the better off, there is at least one activity that dissolves the bitterness, loneliness, or just boredom
I have this overwhelming delight, which preceded each activity and interest, was the power of the magical colors. The immense amount of color and shaping of clouds, the twilight of the dawn and many thousands of colors of trees, bushes, meadow sceneries.
Has been forty years that the development of beauties of shadowings and I could go on the majestic wonders of nature, and all these rushed into my brain with a strenuousness power, and over my mind to my hands.
I paint and I draw everything which takes my senses and it will not let me until I can call my own with a drawing or painting.