This gallery of reverse glass painting were created on different years. Mostly out of series. Some pictures are source for a series of my latest works.
AUTUMN STILL LIFE 2001 Glass, oil, 43х53
WINDOW TO THE GARDEN 2001 Glass, oil, 48х53 View from the kitchen window There are no more neighbor cherry trees, this fence and grapes … and of course those berries already for a long time 🙂
FIRST DANCE 2002 Glass, oil, 40х53,5 Agitated, blushed pair is united in dance Painting bottom is a family relic (front panel of radiola, using which me and my grandma listened the plates)
LIKE IN PARADISE 2001 Glass, oil 48х53
ETERNAL SUMMER 2001 Glass, oil 34х34 Miniature Paradise Unsteady rain trickles down to the bushes and lakes Bigger fish ALWAYS almost catches up the minor one, who’s red because of efforts A boat, rainbow near the water, lotus and lemon in leaves Drop of my blood on the tiny leaf, from cut by uncompleted painting Finger as a symbol of human life Half of apple without a worm
A TRIFLE OF AUTUMN 1999 Glass, oil, 39х32 Using 3 layers of glass there was a possibility to paint a volume bucket, leaves and fruits
STILL WATER 2001 Glass, oil 50х38 Sky is painted by gilding and it is reflected in the same lake, a girl with fishing rod and hook
AUTUMN FLOWERS 2000 Glass, oil, 2 glasses 54х37
AUTUNM IS PASSING 1999 Glass, oil 48,5х34,5 The end of autumn when last leaves fall down and brownish on the ground, The colour is trickling down into the soil …
The colour is trickling down into the soil …
COVERED UP WITH SNOW 2002 Glass, oil, 42х44 Yards, covered up with snow, pots, roofs, later on I finished painting with a small window on the opposite brick wall. Glass appliques give impression of frozen on ice, smoke of the fireplace have something in common with cup vapour. With vapour we have the following story: before opening of the exhibition me and my mother wiped hanging paintings and I has been astonished why mother cleans this one so long. It turned out that she was trying to wipe away the vapour, because she thought that this is a blot on the painting coverage. We laughed a lot, assessing my painting talent
BIRDS SINGING 2005 Glass, oil, 50х40 Once I woke up at the dawn on the highness of 1200 km over sea level in the old hunter shelter, built by Czechs more than 100 years before. Coming to the yard I felt a moment that is remembered throughout the whole life Very high trees, murmur of leaves, clear cool morning air, mountain ranges, where only the glance is reached, delightful feeling, when you can’t see how deeply the slope is ending where you stay right now, density of crowns, dark scaring shades. And everywhere is rampageous birds singing!!!