The oil paintings presented here are part of the Familiar Collection: works of art painted by Éva Aszalós and Hajnalka Aszalós. Reproductions made of these works you can find under the link: Reproductions on Canvas.

Lord and Jesus, please give mercy to the Human kind!

People has been raising monuments and creating works of art to the memory of Jesus’ life and death for more than one thousand years to bring close to people the stress of the sacrifice made by Him for the human kind. I am dedicating with affection to everyone this painting as a reminder to the fact that the choice between good and bad is always depending only on our own decision! ”I believe that Good has power in the sea of the cruelty!”

Oil painting on canvas (70 cm x 100 cm), painted by Éva Aszalós

Message

Message of the Life rising from the four basic elements. The flowers – coming to life for the Water, the Earth and for the Air whirling for the wind waken up by the Fire – bend towards each outher forming a human face to leave a message for the world. Passionating and eternal fight between the scorching Fire and the life-giving Water, in the field of which Flowers send message sad and silently to tell the World that Life and Truth is on them. 

Oil painting on canvas (60 x 80 cm), Éva Aszalós

Life outside the town

I painted the independent way of the Soul that from the thoughts’ and the feelings’ box of softly-warm colour, perfumed by flowers and providing both consolations and pains, looks at the world of the town which is at the same time sparkling and brillant, and false in an incredibly cruel way. Far from it but living as part of it: together with it but excluded from it. The lights of the town leave a message to Everyone: love, a desire to live elsewhere, finding the peace, home, or exclusion and the searching for one's way. …Life outside the town ..remembering to the town of Szeged

Oil painting on canvas (100 cm x 70 cm), Éva Aszalós

The dreaming town

Tale in the tale… cobbled square of a town beginning to awake and Mistery of the morning left in the streets are merging into one Reality in the eyes of a nocturnal bird. …and the Reality born as so is flying away with a silent flutter of wings at the enormous gate of the Tale’s always renewing empire. …space in the space, dream coming to life in a drop of reality. The town is still making light dreams, but its minutes fleeting on silent wings are already bringing the Morning…

Oil painting on canvas, (50 cm x 70 cm), Hajnalka Aszalós