Boban Markovic
master of the orchestra
king of Balkan
Dagbok
On my way …
I think every single soul have to make up their ”pilgrimage” themselves and I don’t think they shall do i because someone’s telling them to. Not even or – specially not – if some religious figure say so. That’s my opinion.
Do I sound strict? Well I am about certain things 😉
I made one tonight – attending an event – got my soul totally filled …
sounds
like flames of fire
hit my heart
… of delightful and very intense music … by …
Boban Markovic
master of the orchestra
king of Balkan
… so now I’m on my pilgrimage … my way.
Ps. Photo from 2016-09-11 and not tonight.
Carpe Diem: #1115
Buñuel’s The Milky Way; The Road To Santiago.
Ett Vingslag
Varför befinner man (läs jag) sig så ofta vid livspunkter för beslut. Idag när jag kom hem från rundan kunde jag inte bestämma om jag skulle bada eller vänta tills i morgon.
-Hinner jag rulla håret och få det torrt i morgon? var frågan.
-Birgitta! så knäppt du nu tänker. Har du inte fattat att tiden är nu när du gör precis som du vill!
-Vad vill du egentligen?
-Där ser du så lätt det är!
ett vingslag
och framtiden närmar sig
en liten bit
när en fjäder sakta faller
sorgset utan framtid
-Det är mycket svårare när det handlar om bloggen. När den där märkliga drivkraften börjar verka. Den som vill göra om. Förändra. Testa. Den är svårare att styra – för att inte säga omöjlig – än mig själv …
Köpte en massa nya penslar idag. Testade och gjorde flera versioner av ‘Nature-in-Love’.
ett fågelstreck
tvärs över regnbågen
fylls igen
Till slut vill jag bara säga att …
en lya
i kulturens hjärta mer värt
än bil
… och kostar mycket mindre i längden … I know.
Ps. Känner just nu för att skriva haibun – lite fritt skrivande om tankar med haiku eller som här både en tanka och en haiku insprängt.
Skrivpuff: Bit -> Bil.
Ett utsnitt av ‘Nature in Love’ …

Boban Markovic
When my spine crawled out of my body …
extra extra
ordinary tones of culture
breathless
Boban Markovic – I love you … and your trumpet! ❤
… see you 3 January 2017 in Budapest … ❤ … 2017 …
Stepping out of Myself
Stepping out of myself …
finding myself a perfect spot last day of 2016 …
watching humans …

celebrating …

New Year 2017 …

much love to Aida and her lovely daughter … from Serbia and Germany …

and to these young Hungarian men giving me so many hugs … ❤ …

and offering me vodka …
but I was completely satisfied with their hugs … after a bottle of Hungarian champagne …
and salmon on a spinach bed.
❤ I LOVE Budapest ❤
Think of it Always

Carmen at MÜPA
Tonight at MÜPA I saw Carmen (Bizet) as contemporary dance. It was Kecskemét City Balett Company. It was a completely unique setup and the opening scen extraordinary. Oh how I would like to have a photo. The only disappointment was that Carmen was not that very very good as she should be. And I thought all the time about how great my favorite Alexandra would do in that role. But I got a favorite for this night – Nikolett Nagy. She was outstanding in her balanced complex movements related to music. There was also another dancer – the shortest and blond – have to ask about her name. The choreography made the audience breathless about how strong feelings were delivered from scene.
And I am impressed about the scene settings – unique and creative.
Levente Bagossy set design, Julcsi Kiss costumes, Zoltán Katonka lighting, assistant choreographer, Tünde Frigyesi director’s assistant, Sándor Domján, Ákos Czeglédi director and choreographer,
Dóra Barta director and choreographer
Next and also last on my program 2016 is the Nutcracker (for 2nd time) on Friday. Looking forward for sure! As you can see in the program link I have been busy about culture. Hopefully 2017 will be the same. I’ve already bought tickets for Dance festival and Spring festival. In between i have to go home too.
MÜPA – The Theatre changing colors.

Out on Reconnaissance
I turned in on Váci utca and the first thing I thought was:
-I would like to walk here just now with my mother.
… feeling how very much I really would like it … I’m sure she would too. Maybe she walked along my side. In another kind of world. Some kind of world where all the spirits exist. Spirits like ‘minds of senses’ or ‘senses of minds’ or perhaps ‘minds before – now after’ or ‘minds before and after’. I think I like the last one best.
In a way I think everything done and said – heard and experienced – always will be. And never will be gone. Never. Waves of voices will never die. They will be less obvious and harder and harder to catch. But never obliterated.
-How exciting it would be to catch what Jesus really said, I have said to myself.
I look upon Jesus as a good person with a great kind of life philosophy. Not at all any God’s son! I would like to know more about what Thomas wrote about Jesus. His real words so to say.
-Sometime science will be able to find out how to catch ancient sound waves, I’m sure.
Interesting people fascinate me a lot. And I mean a lot! I like deep thoughts about life, living and our place in universe.
Some days ago I heard that intelligent people don’t want a lot of friends. Studies had been made that said:
People with fewer friends are more intelligent than people with a lot of friends.
I have been thinking about this.
Is it really true?
-I must found out … off I go to surf the net and what do I find …?
The study Abstract – The Washington Post about ”Why smart people are better off with fewer friends” – brightside.me about this – …
Interesting!
”Any fool can know. The point is to understand.” Albert Einstein
Power of Act by me.

Bewitching Evening
Walking my lonely evening walk among all these people. Feeling the festive air of the city I’m so in love with. All these beauty – and I do not mean things – I mean the feelings it gives – to me. Three poems popped up in my head.
three bottles
a day kept Christmas away
creativity orgie
Ha ha … sometimes I’m so funny to be with! I smiled to everybody in the street and a Japanese lady first answered with a smile and then looked a bit confused.
the scent
of your strong chest – protecting
beating hearts
Ah … I would like you to be here. Walking along with me. Holding my hand. Enjoying life. Chat, discuss and giggle. And most of all – just being. Feeling the scent of each other in mutual respect for – what so ever. (This popped up just now).
you know
hawks are hunting – but only
in the sky
Now I find myself close to the boarder. The ‘besinged’ Danube. This beautiful place like in a fairytale. The Danube – so fresh and swirling. Had to sit down on a bench. Breath and sigh. Such a wonderful little spot in Universe. Just mine … for now …
clouds dancing
shadows on the castle facade
thrillingly me
How can you resist …
Carpe Diem: #1108 – Promise.
I don’t usually shoot this kind of selfies – everybody else do – bewitching evening probably 😉

World just now
Just now in this very minute …. Placido Domingo concert in DUNA TV … and two ladies singing … Yes I can … from Annie get your gun.
This one made a life changing and vital impress to me as a little child. How happy I am that my parents brought my to this operett. Now I love all kinds of performing arts.
So …
Anything you can do – I can do better!
Just watching wonderful music and performances in Budapest TV. It’s so beautiful my heart cries.
Such contrasts in the world!
In one channel – the most beautyful man can make – in the other – the most destructive man kan do.
And Victor Orban says:
”Hungary is a stable island in the agitated western world”
… and that’s exactly what I feel just now.

