CRITICS
These beautiful, passionate outpourings of grief on the death of his two-year-old daughter are a perfect expression of that Polish intensity of feeling which surfaces in Ewa Gargulinska’s dark, brooding paintings. Her consistent colour range of deep blue, red, purple, offset by occassional outbursts of acid yellow, explores a world of melencholy and sorrow, the ‘haunts of pain’ of the poet’s mourning.
But the active surface of the paintings nevertheless bespeaks the living rather than the dead. The compassionate presence of the guardian spirit wards off ‘the eternal iron slumbers’ of despair, by the power of art ‘to purge our human thought of all it’s dread’, ‘where angels dwell beyond distress and fear.’
Dorothy Walker
Irish Independent
