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 …
diary
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 ❤
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.
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.
Music ‘n Muscles
My hot bath today turned out to be very peaceful and relaxing. Though Mungo Jerry was first out with ”Summertime”. If you listen carefully it’s not only rushy. It’s goes very well for a mermaid to make her moves in a nice flow. I tested and I liked it. And I would love to be that woman ”on your mind”. Dreaming away – to summer times.
Now next up was Leonard Cohen and ”So long Marianne”. Muscles are now warm and soft so the mermaid opened up to the music. I thought about the ”So long” both to LC and his Marianne this year.
music ‘n muscles
mermaid ready to move away
all pain
Well he didn’t want to leave until he had that ”Last Dance” – which I had saved for him. I was happy and I shook loose my shoulders. One more dance. And he left – it couldn’t be more calm – like as everything around was totally weightless. Me too.
Daily Prompt: Calm.
But Not – For Flowers
I just made a picture. Or the Picture wanted to be made by me. So it is! I use to listen when pictures want to be painted. Sometimes with pens, crayons and pencils I – myself – don’t like very much. I listen and do it anyway.
When Picture was made I gave it a name. That I am allowed to do actually. Picture got the name ”Locker”. And for a while – when studying the Picture – I wondered:
-What is it you want to tell me?
Then I said:
-Why are you so right on the point (almost) always!?
open minded
though the locker is closed – but not
for flowers
I saved and went to my emailbox. Now I find that one of my favorit haiku writers had made a beautiful poem about locked. My picture is named ”Locker”.
I think …
-the open window with the flattering curtain – to the right – is the ”open minded”
-the locker keeps ”something very important” safe
-”but not – for flowers” is so enormous interesting so I have to go on thinking about this
What could it mean?
Another Kind of Candle
On my way home today. I walked towards the Cathedral and a poem popped up in my head. (I live just behind the church.)
not so long
way to the other side
of religion
I’m not religious as you know. But when I grew up everybody around me were. As child – visiting the church – I always thought the priests told lies. Couldn’t understand how people could believe what the priests said. I’m interested in facts – not what few people make up in their fantasy and then try to make it true for a mass.
Sure Jesus once lived and he probably had a very good hearted life philosophy.
It also happens with ”facts” in times. Thinking about when the earth was believed to be flat. So I wonder a lot about:
-What do we believe to be very true today – and tomorrow will be proved as wrong and seen as the madness of our time? Maybe about the climate? Maybe about our planet? Our place in Universe? I would very very much like to know …
free ticket
for a ride in the dark world
to turn on the light
covered waited in endless queue
while the button was set broken
Perhaps that one was too mysterious?
wise people
talking the speech of facts ‘n truth
my candles
as interesting people’s questions
provide imaginative power and fantasy
“We are all atheists about most of the gods that humanity has ever believed in. Some of us just go one god further.”
― Richard Dawkins
”Religion is regarded by the common people as true, by the wise as false, and by the rulers as useful.” Lucius Annaeus Seneca.
Carpe Diem: Seven Days Before Christmas 2016 #5 candles.
Mother of All Pearls
Out in the crowd. Camera settings with blue filter. To light up my day. Thinking about killings and attacks. Sad but definitely not scarred or frightened. Thought that if I had that stupid, monstrous terrible brain … where would I place … I was sure of where. So I took the metro just to that place. It was the end station. Above is the Christmas Market. And I wasn’t the only one thinking … Three very well armed and equipped men stood steadily and watched us when we got out from the train. I asked very polite:
-May I shoot you?
So sorry I didn’t get that photo!
But I was lucky today. Bought myself a heart decorated ceramic cup for my green chai tea. I also found my dress. Now it needs a neckless. And I know what kind. A Native American style in black and a few silver pearls decorated with mother-of-pearl. Maybe I can make it myself.
nacre sunset
when shells are tumbling
in salted waves
showing up to each other
the most glory mother-of-pearl
I listen to the music and I can see the shells and the shiny ”mother of all pearls”.
Can you?
Carpe Diem: #1103.
Symphony in F sharp minor Op. 41 by Dora Pejacevic.
ART – Winter Auction 2016
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!
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