“I feel so participating, since I came in touch with her painting, in her aesthetic searches, the agonies, the questionings or disputes , in the passion for the color and the expression that dominates her, in the atmosphere of “humanity and affection for the human creatures that stamp her work”-as Antonis Samarakis correctly noted in 1983. The excitement , also, -contagious- that obviously connects the painter with her subjects as well as with the material of her paintings, adds to the difficulty of a sober, “from a distance”, confrontation. Although, perhaps it may be in the very nature of this painting to wrap the viewer like a summer night, in an almost mystic space. More over, L.’s painting is not one. Her art is like the human himself, multiple, complex, enigmatic. She is not stopping in a peculiar –achieved– idiom, a manner, a juiceless style. Her creative imagination, if takes always as reason and base the “objective” reality –humans, homes, cafes, trees, squares and if tries not to move away from the “descriptive” reconstructive of the everyday life side of the plastic practice, returning again and again to the initial sketch to enrich with more “meaning” and details her object. She hardly resists to the spontaneous, violent tendency of deliverance from conventions and rules of aesthetic or ideological character, in order to express also, mainly, her inner, in continuous evolution, personal nature. The rhythms and beats, the multiform musics that reside inside her and are conveyed to the subjects of any kind. Basically of expressionistic character, her painting finds I think its best expression in the more impulsive, the more abstract –or rather “comprehensive” of her forms. When the colors are spread with transparency and mobility of aquarelle on the surface of the painting or again with big, wide, melodic strokes of the brush indicating rather than sketching; molding and showing off the forms; building in an unorthodox but wise way the conjectural space; lighting from inside figures and landscapes and getting very deeply into the existential tragic aspect of her models –and their world. Her own world; because the search for a peculiar expressive language, of new compositions and representations is nothing more than the manifestation, the liberation of accumulated psychic impulses and emotional experiences; the work ejects to the surface of the painting a whole, brilliant or obscure universe of sensations and fantasies – dreams, reminiscences, impressions, adventures, even touches – of a person that lives and participates in a collective, social process, struggling with its own way against the silence. With painting fury and passion”.
Vassia Karkayanni-Karabelia, Art Critic, November 2007.