The blue butterfly and the fairy playing on the harp transmit serenity for me. Watching the painting I see myself, the little girl who believed in fairies and other magical creatures, who saw beauty in everything, to whom the world was good as it is, the girl with whom nothing bad has happened, who knew the secret of the universe and who was happy. These feelings make me feel more secure. Thank you for this experience, watching these paintings brought back my childhood.
I am especially interested in your recent work - "It was just a dance"- in combination with the song, it’s such a moving concept. Your mind works in such interesting ways...Those tapes below the floor boards. That couple looking out... it’s very moving. You are an amazing artist, Noémi. There is so much to think about in that piece.
It was fantastic to see the huge power that is manifested through Sznono's paintings. I see an interesting contradiction between her fragile, feminine appearance and the paintings' raw reality. The turbulent inner powers, the Woman's irrational world and the Woman's elegance are contradicted with each other. The fragile female soul and the flesh in its own reality, the bones, the muscles and the tendons are depicted in a perplexed unity. She is brave to show our inner world in this way. It is moving, not the least conventional painting. I am happy to have been able to take part in this exhibition (‘Skeleton Woman’ solo exhibition, Budapest, Palace Danube, 2010).
If I take the courage to look into the depth of these paintings, they take me to places I do not want to go, they open gates, I do not even know they exist in me. It's funny. I am attracted to them and still feel alien, they are calling me and - at the same time - scare me. Dear Nono, you would not believe what rare experience this is to me! I am most grateful. Thank you so much.
The roughness of sensuality and lust are in the images by the protrusions. (…) However beautiful we are born, (...) we have little knowledge to find our way directly and instead of difficulties find ourselves in the multitude of mazes. The Skeleton Woman is also looking for herself. Along her way, be it real or a dream trip, she is filled with meat, blood, life, feelings and desires. We do not mind her being faceless, if we read her story carefully, the picture becomes clear in our minds and we see the whole figure in it. We see inside ourselves and our dreams.
Looking at Noémi Szabó’s pictures I am embraced by the scenic representation of the time dimension of the depicted worlds. They possess a sense of security while opening up different time spheres simultaneously. (…)The past is full of hopes, the present is objective and hard. The tension between the two creates the dynamism of the pictures. (…) This world is held together by remembering. And she is the Carrier of Memories herself.