An Ode to Gabó's landscape art (Muzsla)...and all: Lying in the Muzsla I gaze toward the sky. Yet all the yellow flora Is playing on my eye. The plants--so close, nearby, Almost bending over me. With this, what need have I Of hill, or dell, or tree? I shiver here in Illinois Frost and snow upon the gro… Read more

An Ode to Gabó's landscape art (Muzsla)...and all: Lying in the Muzsla I gaze toward the sky. Yet all the yellow flora Is playing on my eye. The plants--so close, nearby, Almost bending over me. With this, what need have I Of hill, or dell, or tree? I shiver here in Illinois Frost and snow upon the ground. And dream of all the yellow joy, In Hungary you show is found. Whatever her subject, landscape, cityscape, or people, Gabó's work has brought refreshment, and a rare joy. As for her architecture photographs, they are without peer!