Mystery by Mihály Mészáros, sculptor - Exhibition
Liszt Institute Brussels 10 Treurenberg, 1000 Brussels
20 April 2023 19:00 - 2 June 2023 15:00
“He seeks his own forms in the eternal, slow, continuous movement of creation - existence - dissolution, he does not construct new forms, but recognizes his own form in a timelessly existing shape, extracts it and transforms it into a sculpture. When he works with bronze, he repeats on a small scale the process of creation - existence - disintegration - rebirth, the operation of known laws and of laws not yet known, of coincidences.
I don't know what, when and how he recognises the phenomena that urge him to create, and he probably doesn't know either; it's a secret, and it's likely to remain a secret, but one thing is certain: there is no art without this secret.”
Judit Aba-Novák, art historian
“It has always been a mystery to me, why does someone make sculptures, paintings, drawings? What is the primordial power that urges them to force their feelings and moods, which cannot be expressed in words, into a work of art? What is the unknown stimulant that always motivates him to create an artwork? What is the mysterious way that preserves the feeling, the atmosphere condensed in the work of art, that transplants it to the viewer and thus the work radiates the intention of its creator over time, like an eternal battery - it always has a charge, a tension.”
Mihály Mészáros sculptor
“One of the great fortunes of my life was to be his son.
I was very angry with him at times as a teenager, why can't I play football with the others, why do I have to help out here, kneading clay, casting bronze, cleaning the workshop? Why is my father a sculptor?
And of course I was very proud when I was asked what your dad’s profession is? A sculptor! Not everyone could say that. And can you make sculptures too? Of course, I was bragging - and I gave them a rough idea of the technical processes.
I just don't know the essence: to shape the material until it becomes a sculpture. That's where the secret is, that's where the work, the art, is born.”
Miklós Mészáros (son)