Gabriela Hajzler
Servian
Gabriela Hajzler biografie: GABRIELA HAJZLER
The artist statement:
Strolling the streets I sometimes pause and peek through someones window and have a glimpse of that unknown space. That inner space seems protected, hidden, a reflection of the spiritual world and the inner life of the habitants. My first ideas for prints came from this peeking game.
My prints show the architecture of the city and the life that takes place in it. The presentation of urban space is not classical, it is not depicted. I don't use perspective and I don't try to create an illusion of third dimension. Space is reduced to surface, a two dimnesional ekvivalent with experssed strong texture. It is a tactile space and it transforms to a coulisse, to an indication or a symbol of space. We can feel it, touch it but it still escapes and stays as a trace in memory, as an echo of reality or a dream. It is reduced to an essence of thought, to an element. It is internal and external at the same time, it protects and reveals, introduces us into the secrets of intimate life and at the same time hides and mystifies it. The look doesn't reach just through open doors and curtains on windows but walls also sometimes somewhere become transparent.
Windows on the facades represent a crossroad, a transtransition from this existence to the transcendental. A transition from public to personal, from material to spiritual, an introduction to something else or just an innuendo. These elements play their own game in alternate repetition, emphasizing their part and giving rhythm-beat at the same time. A rhythm so typical for a city as well as for the inner hearbeat of men. The contour line subtly explains the openings and underlines their significance.
Some details, „elements from everyday life“ are highlited, telling us more about the lifes of the dwellers. Forgotten, carelessly left things, an empty bed, a turned on lamp or flowers are visual accents carfully choosen to tell something but not the whole story. Duality appears in the elements: two glasses, two chairs, two candles, two doves, pointing to the essence of human beings, the desire-aspiration for relationship and a soulmate.
The dwellers of this world are shown occasionaly, mainly as siluettes and we rarely see their faces, they are creatures that are concrete yet still hazy, undefined or vague. They are not portraits of specific persons, they are shy notions of our moods and actions. Cought in the silence of their solitude, sorrow, anticipation or love. The moment they are in is special, immensely hard and it will pass quickly.
Life in that world resembles an indication, an innuendo of life. A beggining of a sentence or a story, but no picture finnishes the initial thought. They are fragments of life cought in a passing moment, frozen so we can look at them and they stay in the sphere between memory and oblivion. They show us the magic that is present in moment or segment of our everyday, sometimes painfully trivial egsistance.
Gabriela Hajzler