Kontra Ágnes

Dragomán György Visionär Wir werden mit meinem Bruder Visionär spielen. Ich schließe meine Augen, mein Bruder schließt seine, er hält sein Gesicht der Sonne zugewandt, die Sonne scheint durch seine Augenlider, durch die Haut und Schichten, durch die Wände der Blutgefäße, durch das Gewebe der Muskeln, durch die Membranen der Zellen, durch die feinen Membranen, […]

I’ve been monitoring the career path of Ágnes Kontra since the start of her career at the beginning of the millennium and I have been witnessing a steady shift from the physical world on the ground toward the realm of the sky. From the very beginning, she has been creating art that has been in […]

_ a jelenért / _ for the present   The exhibition room houses Ágnes Kontra’s place-specific installation. The title draws attention to the fact that the work of art is exhibited in an unusual way. The space surrounding the work is also emphasized, and even becomes a part of it, thus forming an inseparable unity. […]

Let us stop and quiet down for a few minutes amid the strides of an important ceremony commissioning a building, as we want to focus sharply on a picture, a painting. My selection of the phrase ‘quiet down’ is not a coincidence, since quietness, at least the way I interpret it, is one of the […]

Before the material seen here was compiled in its entirety, we had a few occasions to engage in conversation with the artist, and the subject of the title of the exhibition arose as well. Presumably, it has not influenced, or is influencing the works in any way; it would exclusively provide points of reference to […]

This flowering of cherry trees had taken place during a long-gone spring, and you had inspected the branches as you lay on your back. It has happened, but one cannot take a photo of such a thing; a photo does not evoke scents, not ever.

Landscape, humidity, mountains, flowers, clouds. Layers of overlapping color outline the barely perceivable, just suspected natural formations. The harmony of the landscape is never interrupted by a human being; the final essence of the elements is what we are seeing here: stone, moisture, air – they present themselves in their own raw essential form. We […]

It was as if nature herself had flown onto the canvasses in her complete, unfathomable and intellectually incomprehensible capacity. I let out a relieved sigh and I would lean back, if I could. These paintings extend an invitation for introspection and a relaxed internal voyage. Clouds, moisture rising from the ground, mountain ranges and roads […]

„The light of the soul moves into colors, the colors take shape, the shapes move, the movements give off sound. The poem sounds aloud and a painting is placed upon the wall.” (Endre Mányoki, author, critic, Assistant Professor at the Hungarian Academy of Fine Art – at the opening of Ági’s exhibition titled Dewpoint)

Undoubtedly many of you have experienced that visual hallucination when we experience objects – the entire environment, really – coming towards us with a peculiar slowness after a long trip spent on a car, bus or train and were watching footage of the countryside roll by for hours on end. The motionless state, while it […]

There are no colours in nature. Instead, there are materials, structures, interactions, ironclad consequences, processes and who knows what else. No colours, though. There is no time as such, just a chain of events, links on a temporal binding. Nothing is beautiful or useful in an objective sense. There is no nature in nature. Colours, […]