Balogh Gyula

balogh_gyula-1-274x412If someone is a ’plein air’ painter, so he has an outdoor studio under the sun, then make an excursion. Beautiful autumn, perhaps there were never so miracously colorful the landscape around the small farmsteads in the South Lowland region. .




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Struggling with the bush, we follow a vanished path defending ourselves from the shoulder-high stinging-nettle and trying to cross the heaps of mulberry tree branches. Everything is either biting or stinging, there is nothing to grasp.

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One house has already been strangled by the vigorous lianas, another house nearby: „This spring this was visitable, I hoped that it would not collapse until I arrive. But also this one is crumbled, totally ruined. I am not interested in ruins, I wonder the very last minutes before turning to end.

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Visiting the scattered homesteads in this region „Kiskúnság” we can study the last phase of the 100 years old country life. For the region is characterized by small patches of forests and fields, these farms survived the forced organisation of „cooperatives”.

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“Due to external economic constrains, the self-sufficiency sentenced to death today. Being a thriving economical unit fifty years ago, instead of the five horses suddenly only one was in the barn, and now even the large wine barrels are empty around the house. “

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“Along the farm row of Kecel-Tüskös mainly Slovaks lived. They decorated their orange-purple colored houses with rolling patterns. You can see here: they tested several patterns on this wall. In the sixties, maybe? The Swabians (German settlers) applied other colors, but the need of the civil culture can be seen everywhere.

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The Felsőbánya cemetery is on a hillside above the town, the Catholic and the Protestant separately. Below the picturesque huge chestnut trees there are the tombstones even from the years of 1700-1800. Among them: the thick, soft pillows of moss. The breeze gently blows their thin sprigs. One day a truck came and collected the cast iron tombs. Hopefully, the stones will remain.

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The painter is full of the historicity and the perpetuation of the last remaining values. Perhaps this is why he paints aquarelles, based on sight, as the old itinerant painters did.

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You must be present, so you can be authentic, inspired by the scene. The old market town house is uninhabited. Tomorrow it gets the table: for sale. The new owner will come, demolishing it, and a story as well as an era disappears. There is a new world next door: a white-painted iron gate.

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What is the source of the artist’s urge? Perhaps the sense of the deficiency…

14/12/2011 Monor





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