Győző Somogyi is one of the strangest figures of contemporary art. He spectacularly refuses to take part in discussion on contemporary art and with artists. He contemplates the reality of Hungarian past and present from a kind of lodge, with fine elegance, excellent humour, spicy irony and headstrong consistency. He seemingly gave up all contact with the rulers of this present world. Instead, he turns towards victims on the altar of the past. Yet, he lets his contemporaries into his lodge, but only those who, just like him, avoid popular trends and ostentatious humbug.