A Letter from Jenő Szervánszky (excerpt)

The most staggering experience of my life was brought on by my initial encounter with the film made on the oeuvre of Klára Kokas. At the time, it was impossible for me to put into words just what it was that fascinated me with such elementary force. It was only much later that I understood that here we were confronted with a unique phenomenon, which for us, carrying out our daily activities for better or worse, was the equivalent of the notion of a miracle.

And this is the miracle of the transformation of children: which under the influence of the music, proceeding profoundly from within, is made visible through movement and is consummated in the light of our eyes.

But what is there behind the beauty; what does it consist of?

It is the interim manifestation and presence of that which is timeless, always desired, which indicates the uniform, harmonious existence of the notion of the pure, the beautiful and the good: the ideal individual:

the free, the inundation, the joyful benefactor.

And so there is something in it that is beyond – above – human: an angelic quality. And all of this is accomplished through the enduring work springing from the love of one individual (here with us, but in other lands of the world, too.)

And how has all this come to be? There is one answer: read Klára Kokas’s book, just published, entitled: “Music raises my hands.”

Jenő Szervánszky
Hungarian painter