your kisses
running all over – me
so lovingly
Daily Prompt: Lovingly.
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 …
First I thought I would stay at home. Then I told myself:
-Birgitta, get yourself together! You know you like to be there! Watch people. Look at the art. Have a glas of Champagne. Or two. Dress up a little. Put on the high heels. Even if you have to pay with devil like pain all day after – osteoarthritis in toes – which doesn’t keep me away from walking. I also have good-for-my-feet-walking-boots.
I listened to myself and I didn’t regret doing that. The auction was really interesting and the art as well. This one gave the highest price while I was still there – I left before end.
Two were fighting after 60 000 000 huf where all the others left. It ended up at 170 000 000 huf. It was a stunning painting and framing too. I liked it a lot.
I see now they also choose this as head picture on the Facebook page.
The auction is very professional and the lady – the auctioneer – is a talent! I am very fascinated about how she handles all the bids given.

I can follow the bids on the screen and I try hard to learn Hungarian – very hard.
The catalog is heavy and since it will take hours – I left before end. I walked along the Danube. Shot the Buda Castle as I use to do in evening light. Went on to the Christmas market.
And what do I find in the street beside the great Vigado Consert building!!!
A military tank! With ”POLICE” sign on. Passing people took selfies. I shot the tank. Talked to some Hungarians who didn’t speak English. We didn’t understand what we said to each other but we understood anyway. We felt safe and thought this was very smart. No terrorist lorry could pass here. Me giving the tank a friendly pat.

Till mina kära skrivpuffarkompisar,
Kan man möjligen hitta någon intressant detalj här – jag hoppas på det. Själv hittade jag en på översta bilden. Tror herrn på den bilden gjorde detsamma.
Ha en finfin dag!
Trying to catch that special mood …
in the moonlight
with cane and faltering steps
cherry blossoms
… for writing poetry …
wondering
around in my own steps
or somebody else’s
… while listening to music …
sårade hjärtan
och flydda själar
byter plats
hurt hearts
and away fled souls
change places
… lots of lost hearts and lost souls in our world … to many indeed …
… with a war going on … mothers, fathers and children are losing their homes and many – far too many – their lives …
neither hurt hearts
should walk soldiers shoes
nor away fled souls
or soldiers
some tomorrow
Now I just have to choose one of the most beautiful songs about – NOT WAR.
Lars Winnerbäck sang when Dalai Lama visited Sweden 2011 and His Holiness personally thanked LW.
I will work more with the translation in English because it’s much more poetic in Swedish. But hopefully it gives an idea about the content.
| Ingen Soldat av Lars Winnerbäck 2009 Lyrics; Himlen faller ner, Jag är ingen soldat, Jag har härjat krig i huset, Jag har aldrig stått vid fronten jag är ingen soldat, I rispan från min vrede, Jag är ingen soldat, jag är ingen soldat, |
Ingen Soldat av Lars Winnerbäck 2009 Lyrics; The sky is falling down, I’m not a soldier, I have ravaged war in the house, I have never been at the front I’m not a soldier, In the scratch of my wrath, I’m not a soldier, I’m not a soldier, |
Skrivpuff: Ärligt talat.
Skyller på julen att det blir lite märkliga inlägg – ärligt talat 😉
Doris brukade bli så fruktansvärt nervös inför sina scenframträdanden. Men inte nu längre. Inte sedan den dagen hon hade träffat sin gamle folkskollärare. Det var en vanlig tisdag och hon hade varit på så gott humör. Hade hon varit sur den dagen hade hon antagligen knappt sett sin lärare. Bara rusat förbi. Just denna dagen hade hon varit pratsam och öppen. Till och med avslöjat sin förfärliga scenskräck.
-Då ska du få ett råd av mig, hade hennes gamle lärare sagt.
-Tänk ut ett kort ord och hitta på minst tio rimord. Rimma sedan en ramsa med orden och låt sista raden innehålla ordet bravur. Detta ska du börja göra exakt 27 minuter innan du går in på scenen. Lova mig nu att göra detta vid första bästa tillfälle! Det är viktigt!
-Ok! Doris hade svarat av bara farten.
Egentligen tyckte hon det var helknäppt. Inte hade hon gillat läraren särkilt mycket heller i skolan.
Doris ska alldeles strax in på scenen och i huvudet låter det:
att stå på lur
vid en hög mur
i väntan på sin tur
med förvåning pur
beskåda en filur
fängslad i bur
faktiskt väldigt sur
man kan undra hur
den undkom en skur
efter en riktig kur
av ovett i dur
vilken bravur
Ett leende sprider sig i Doris ansikte när hon går mot scenen. ”Bravur” sjunger det i huvudet och hon nästan hör applåderna.
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Picture on top – is from tonight’s very interesting performance show – contemporary dance – about the Hungarian artist Lilli Ország. Live piano music and creative settings as complement.
At the National Gallery in Buda Castle, Budapest.
I like a lot when different arts meet choreographed to performance arts. This was my first time about a painter artist. When home and watching TV I heard about a Russian choreographer who just was about to set up a dance about a psychological novel. A lot of cultural creativity going on – how wonderful!
Skrivpuff: Sur.
“Everything you can imagine is real.” Pablo Picasso

I went to Buda Castle tonight to see the show inspired by Hungarian artist Lili Ország. It was a mystical show and I didn’t understand all of it. Suppose I have learn more about LO. The dancers where very talented and with great passion in their roles. The piano player too.
First time I have been to a dance performance about a painter artist. Music – Dance – Art all three together in this performance – very innovative and creative – I like!