Skicár s rôznymi štúdijnými kresbami II 1937 - 1939

This is a pencil sketch by Mikuláš Galanda, and what strikes me is its quiet, intimate mood. Just imagine Galanda with his pencil, lightly coaxing these figures into being. It feels almost like he’s having a conversation with the paper, finding his way through line and shadow. The figures are so simplified, almost geometric, yet they convey so much tenderness. Look at the way the mother figure is drawn, the gentle curve of her head, the protective angle of her arm. The lines aren't heavy, more like suggestions, allowing your eye to fill in the blanks. It reminds me of other artists who were stripping things down to their essence, like Picasso or Brancusi, finding the core emotion in a form. I wonder what Galanda was thinking about when he made this. Was it a personal image, a universal one, or was he just experimenting with shape and form? Whatever it was, it speaks to me about the power of simplicity and the emotional resonance of the human form. It shows how a simple sketch can be so incredibly moving.