{"id":276,"date":"2026-02-05T21:16:20","date_gmt":"2026-02-05T20:16:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/klartstudio.drubordesign.hu\/about\/"},"modified":"2026-06-29T16:53:48","modified_gmt":"2026-06-29T15:53:48","slug":"rolam","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/klartstudio.com\/en\/my-role\/","title":{"rendered":"About me"},"content":{"rendered":"<section class=\"section klart-section-dark\" id=\"section_729944454\">\n\t\t<div class=\"section-bg fill\" >\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\n\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n\t\t\n\n\t\t<div class=\"section-content relative\">\n\t\t\t\n<div class=\"row\"  id=\"row-429664480\">\n\n\t<div id=\"col-223141296\" class=\"col large-12\"  >\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"col-inner text-center\"  >\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\n<h1 style=\"color:#ffffff;font-size:2.6rem;margin-bottom:10px;\">About me<\/h1>\n<div class=\"text-center\"><div class=\"is-divider divider clearfix\" style=\"max-width:80px;background-color:rgb(201,162,39);\"><\/div><\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\n\t\n<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n\t\t\n<style>\n#section_729944454 {\n  padding-top: 60px;\n  padding-bottom: 60px;\n  background-color: rgb(14,17,22);\n}\n<\/style>\n\t<\/section>\n\t\n\n\t<section class=\"section klart-section-dark\" id=\"section_44293263\">\n\t\t<div class=\"section-bg fill\" >\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\n\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n\t\t\n\n\t\t<div class=\"section-content relative\">\n\t\t\t\n<div class=\"row align-middle\"  id=\"row-1898914799\">\n\n\t<div id=\"col-965091398\" class=\"col medium-5 small-12 large-5\"  >\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"col-inner\"  >\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\n\n  <div class=\"banner has-hover\" id=\"banner-211237141\">\n          <div class=\"banner-inner fill\">\n        <div class=\"banner-bg fill\" >\n            <img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.klartstudio.hu\/custom\/klartstudio\/image\/cache\/w380h637q100np1\/ckeditor\/EZ%20J%C3%93.jpg\" class=\"bg\" alt=\"\" \/>                                    \n                    <\/div>\n\t\t\n        <div class=\"banner-layers container\">\n            <div class=\"fill banner-link\"><\/div>               <div id=\"text-box-411948506\" class=\"text-box banner-layer x50 md-x50 lg-x50 y50 md-y50 lg-y50 res-text\">\n                     <div data-animate=\"fadeIn\">           <div class=\"text-box-content text dark\">\n              \n              <div class=\"text-inner text-center\">\n                  \n              <\/div>\n           <\/div>\n       <\/div>                     \n<style>\n#text-box-411948506 {\n  width: 60%;\n}\n#text-box-411948506 .text-box-content {\n  font-size: 100%;\n}\n@media (min-width:550px) {\n  #text-box-411948506 {\n    width: 60%;\n  }\n}\n<\/style>\n    <\/div>\n         <\/div>\n      <\/div>\n\n            \n<style>\n#banner-211237141 {\n  padding-top: 400px;\n  background-color: rgb(14,17,22);\n}\n#banner-211237141 .banner-bg img {\n  object-position: 50% 30%;\n}\n@media (min-width:550px) {\n  #banner-211237141 {\n    padding-top: 700px;\n  }\n}\n<\/style>\n  <\/div>\n\n\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\n\t\n\n\t<div id=\"col-1730270469\" class=\"col medium-7 small-12 large-7\"  >\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"col-inner\"  >\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\n<h2 style=\"color:#ffffff;font-size:2rem;margin-bottom:20px;\">Klara Heim<\/h2>\n<p style=\"color:#cfd4dc;font-size:1.08rem;line-height:1.75;\">If I recall, my first creations were created when I was four years old in my great-grandfather&#039;s carpenter&#039;s workshop. Even today, I can smell the smell of freshly cut sawdust, which was up to my knees. From the first moment, I was enchanted and captivated by the desire to create, which has not diminished since. My first role model made me a wooden hammer, and when he gave it to me with a smile, he just said:<\/p>\n<blockquote style=\"border-left: 4px solid #c9a227; padding-left: 15px; margin-left: 0;\">\n<p style=\"color:#e9d9a8; font-style:italic; font-size:1.15rem;\">&quot;Shoot, little girl, just shoot!&quot;<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"color:#cfd4dc;font-size:1.08rem;line-height:1.75;\">And I nailed it. Everything. Even the things I shouldn&#039;t have...<\/p>\n<p style=\"color:#cfd4dc;font-size:1.08rem;line-height:1.75;\">A few years later, when that little wooden mallet was completely worn out, I picked up a graphite pencil. My mother gave it to me to keep me busy. But it wore out quickly, so I got another one and then a lot more. I couldn&#039;t and didn&#039;t want to stop. I just drew and drew. Everywhere and on everything. Even where I shouldn&#039;t have\u2026<\/p>\n<p style=\"color:#cfd4dc;font-size:1.08rem;line-height:1.75;\">My mother&#039;s best friend - who was a true artist - would invite me to draw with her at my little red table whenever she came over. She would squat down next to me and enchant me with her creations. I was overcome with awe at what she could do with a plain sheet of paper and a simple graphite pencil. She gave me so much inspiration and knowledge during those late-night, hour-long spells.<\/p>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\n<style>\n#col-1730270469 > .col-inner {\n  padding: 0px 0px 0px 5%;\n}\n<\/style>\n\t<\/div>\n\n\t\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"row\"  id=\"row-898854548\">\n\n\t<div id=\"col-1727160559\" class=\"col medium-12 large-12\"  >\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"col-inner\"  >\n\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\n<p style=\"color:#cfd4dc;font-size:1.08rem;line-height:1.75;\">Many years have passed and a lot of water has flowed down that particular river since then. The current was strong, and it took me in a different direction for a long time. By the time I was seven, I was already a professional competitive athlete. Although I sometimes drew as a hobby, being a gymnast became the center of my life. I went from training to training, competition to competition. Since I was always a perfectionist when it came to my work, the hard work I put in paid off. As an adult, the current perhaps became even faster, and gymnastics became my job. As a professional coach, I helped many children achieve their desired goals. Six training sessions a week, choreographies, sewing clothes, cutting music, and preparing for competitions filled most of my time. I loved it! I loved it because it was also a work of art. The children&#039;s eyes shining with happiness as they achieved their dreams made up for all the hard work.<\/p>\n<p style=\"color:#cfd4dc;font-size:1.08rem;line-height:1.75;\">My close friends and family members never forgot that art was a part of my being during this time. They constantly approached me with various requests and needs. <em>&quot;I just need a painting for my newly opened caf\u00e9, I just need to renovate my grandparents&#039; old wardrobe, I just need to make a fun drawing for my child&#039;s room, or I just need a big decoration for my office!&quot;<\/em> They kept asking me for things like this and that, and I could never resist. I just kept creating again, everywhere and for everyone. Even where they weren&#039;t even asked...<\/p>\n<p style=\"color:#cfd4dc;font-size:1.08rem;line-height:1.75;\">These were the moments in which I never got tired. Creation gave me a charge like nothing else. I created when I was happy and I created through the nights even when something was really tormenting me inside.<\/p>\n<p style=\"color:#cfd4dc;font-size:1.08rem;line-height:1.75;\">Meanwhile, I kept hearing from my loved ones why I didn&#039;t do something with the talent I had in my hands? &quot;I don&#039;t have time for it!&quot; I snapped immediately. They never understood. No wonder, because only an artist can truly understand this. An artist can understand what it takes when time stops and is not urgent. I need the opportunity to emerge from the self that is suppressed under the weight of everyday life, capable of creating. Capable of seeing and feeling the world differently. A world that needs to be shared, shown to others. While creating, no one can speak to me and I don&#039;t hear anything. At that time, there are only three of us. Me, myself and the miracle I&#039;m working on at the moment. In the past, due to lack of time, I could only reach this magical level less often.<\/p>\n\t<div id=\"gap-711433357\" class=\"gap-element clearfix\" style=\"display:block; height:auto;\">\n\t\t\n<style>\n#gap-711433357 {\n  padding-top: 30px;\n}\n<\/style>\n\t<\/div>\n\t\n<div style=\"background-color:rgb(19,36,59); padding:40px; border-radius:10px; margin:30px 0;\">\n<h3 style=\"color:#e9d9a8;font-size:1.6rem;text-align:center;margin-bottom:15px;margin-top:0;\">Then that particular river carried me on again, and life threw something at me. Time.<\/h3>\n<p style=\"color:#d4dae3;font-size:1.1rem;line-height:1.75;text-align:center;margin-bottom:0;\">The time that gave me the opportunity to let my imagination run wild and fulfill myself in the joy of creation. I learned my craft in an autodidact manner, and I continue to learn and develop it to this day. My goal is to bring color, warmth, and uniqueness into homes. My most important tools are my heart and love. I am rich because my work is my love. My supporters are my husband, my little son, my family, and my friends, who have always stood behind me with their unwavering faith.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n\t<div id=\"gap-885277273\" class=\"gap-element clearfix\" style=\"display:block; height:auto;\">\n\t\t\n<style>\n#gap-885277273 {\n  padding-top: 40px;\n}\n<\/style>\n\t<\/div>\n\t\n<p style=\"color:#cfd4dc;font-size:1.3rem;line-height:1.8;text-align:center;font-style:italic;\">Today I create in my own workshop, and every time I hold a hammer in my hand, I hear my smiling great-grandfather&#039;s words: Drive nails, my little girl, just drive nails!<\/p>\n<p><strong style=\"color:#c9a227;font-size:1.5rem;letter-spacing:1px;\">And I&#039;m just nailing it...<\/strong><\/p>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\n<style>\n#col-1727160559 > .col-inner {\n  padding: 40px 0px 0px 0px;\n}\n<\/style>\n\t<\/div>\n\n\t\n<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\n\t\t\n<style>\n#section_44293263 {\n  padding-top: 40px;\n  padding-bottom: 40px;\n  background-color: rgb(17,22,29);\n}\n<\/style>\n\t<\/section>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"page-blank.php","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-276","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/klartstudio.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/276","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/klartstudio.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/klartstudio.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/klartstudio.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/klartstudio.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=276"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/klartstudio.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/276\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":792,"href":"https:\/\/klartstudio.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/276\/revisions\/792"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/klartstudio.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=276"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}