1936 . bratislava . slovakia





Eva Droppova, a designer at an engineering institute, underwent a profound emotional shock in 1991 when her son was a victim of an accident which left him neurologically impaired. “I have asked God why he punished my child. It was the first time I spoke to God. At that moment, something hit the room, like an explosion of energy. I do not know if the shock was within me or around me. Later, as I was crying, everything started burning up in me, my hand started moving, uncontrolled, on its own, with no intention on my part. My first pictures were born.”
 Eva Droppova lets her hand produce drawings of abstract forms that are deployed in enchanting curves.