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Born in 1976, Havlíčková has studied at the Academy of Fine Arts in Prague since 1994, first in the drawing studio of Jitka Svobodová and then in the studio of conceptual art with Miloš Šejn.
Jitka Havlíčková takes her time, working persistently on all her projects and invariably taking a solid step towards self-reflection. Up to now her spatial drawings have been her most interesting work: hair interlacing over the surfaces of sinks and bathtubs. The three-dimensional aspect to the drawings creates the impression that they are unending stories, without a beginning or an end. The story, which unfolds either ornamentally or narratively, is not only in the drawing but also in a part of the object, which carries its own individuality and the intimate story of bathing. Her work strongly evokes physical absence and the passage of time halted at the moment of flooding water, simultaneously, within a flash, altering the important moments in life. The ephemeral nature of ideas, mood, personal stories, and everyday perceptions are aptly captured by the meticulously shaped strands of gathered hair, which belong to specific people, as do the old bathtubs and sinks. The hair drawings, created by using sugar water, are varnished and carefully maintained.
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