Eva Vášová
Česká republika 🇨🇿
As a child I loved painting and drawing and although my first steps in choosing my profession pointed me in that direction, fate willed it otherwise. Now I work as a psychologist.The path to my paintings began by learning how to do craftsmanship, realistic drawings, especially of the human face. What we see in people. But as I started working with people and their emotions, their feelings, I found that colors, shapes and materials emerged on their own to tell me more about them. Looking at their face became looking inside them. At first I didn't pay attention to it. I took it to mean that when a person opened up to me, colors and shapes would jump into the space around them. I thought it was some kind of synesthesia. Maybe that's it... Actually, to this day, I don't know what it is. But it does help me to understand other people's experiences. I still vividly remember feeling like I myself was a character in a grey skin, and when I zipped that skin open, I was bursting with colour inside. Which I hadn't shown until then. I tried to capture that feeling on canvas, and that's how the first painting that wasn't a realistic drawing came about.I was afraid to show the paintings to anyone because I was afraid of the evaluation. That suddenly the paintings wouldn't be good enough, certainly not as good as the realistic ones. But then I realized that it didn't matter. Each one is somehow inside, somehow colored, sometimes blank, sometimes just black and white, sometimes gray or cold, torn, lived-in, and none of it is bad or good. Even how we feel inside changes, just as colors, movement, material, shapes change in each of us... People are my biggest inspiration, but only if they open up. I don't see the colors in everyone all the time. But if I see them, I try to transfer it to the canvas. They're not meant to be beautiful, just meant to capture the human experience over time. But I don't have any paintings on the walls at home myself, I need white walls to act as a projection screen for me. But I'm sorry that mine usually end up tidy in the garage. So I decided to put them outside, in this gallery.
