As a graphic artist, Botond Részegh, has for long organized his works into sequences. Works created with thrifty artistry, sensitive and delicate tracing that are sometimes gesture-like, their main topic being that of the eternally writhing, suffering, sometimes majestic man. His chief concern is indubitably the drama of life weightily appearing through the delicate lines on his sheets, be them individual graphics, book illustrations or recent paintings. To be quite accurate, his paintings investigating the bipolar schizophrenia of human existence, are no longer delicate. His works of dramatic atmosphere contain shrunken heads with no mimics, heads of man who have lost their personality. Their starting point and inspiration is, however, a very real person indeed: Mikhail Khodorkovsky, the infamous Russian oligarch, who has spent 17 years in prison for crimes he has committed or for which he has been framed. Botond Részegh’s pictures do not judge and do not moralize. For in fact it is basically immaterial whether it is really the oil magnate standing before us, or other “sinners” tracelessly lost and forgotten in the drift of history. They carry the same message: be man the prisoner of his own self, or imprisoned in the iron cage of outer circumstances, all he can do is look his own deprived and naked self in the eyes on the hurtful, merciless and endlessly lonely route of self-exploration. This is Botond Részegh’s play with life’s most difficult situation.