April152014
A tetőablak csodái
April 15, 2014

A tetőablak csodái

April 15, 2014

April62014
Dream
Just imagine that it is green, and blue, and  small, and airy - not grey, and heavy, and impermeable like oblivion.
April 6, 2014.

Dream

Just imagine that it is green, and blue, and  small, and airy - not grey, and heavy, and impermeable like oblivion.

April 6, 2014.

April52014
March312014
Makró álom
March 31, 2014

Makró álom

March 31, 2014

March192014
In Motion
March 25, 2012

In Motion

March 25, 2012

February252014

Unintended Bonds

parts of a photo set available here

February 25, 2014

February162014

Tulips

February 16, 2014

(Source: Flickr / laujola)

February72014
Wide angle, wild angel
“Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed: I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had a good purpose and that’s why I made works of art.” Felix Gonzalez-Torres
January 31, 2014

Wide angle, wild angel

“Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed: I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had a good purpose and that’s why I made works of art.” Felix Gonzalez-Torres

January 31, 2014

January292014
”- Rajzanak már a fehér méhek! - mondta a kisfiú nagyanyja. - Királynőjük is van? - kérdezte Kay, mert tudta, hogy az igazi méheknek van. - Hogyne volna! - felelte a nagyanyja. - Ott repül, ahol a legsűrűbben rajzanak a hópihék. Ő a legnagyobb; soha nem pihen meg a földön, felrepül újra meg újra az ólomszínű felhők közé. Téli éjeken néha átsuhan a város utcái felett, s benéz az ablakokon, olyankor festi azokat a csodálatos jégvirágokat az üvegekre.”
January 29, 2013.

”- Rajzanak már a fehér méhek! - mondta a kisfiú nagyanyja.
- Királynőjük is van? - kérdezte Kay, mert tudta, hogy az igazi méheknek van.
- Hogyne volna! - felelte a nagyanyja. - Ott repül, ahol a legsűrűbben rajzanak a hópihék. Ő a legnagyobb; soha nem pihen meg a földön, felrepül újra meg újra az ólomszínű felhők közé. Téli éjeken néha átsuhan a város utcái felett, s benéz az ablakokon, olyankor festi azokat a csodálatos jégvirágokat az üvegekre.”

January 29, 2013.

January192014
Untitled
This is not something that can be renounced,it must renounce.
It lets go of meand I open like a handcut off at the wrist
(It is thearm feels pain
But the severed handthe hand clutches at freedom)
Margaret Atwood - Circe/Mud poems

Untitled

This is not something that can be renounced,
it must renounce.

It lets go of me
and I open like a hand
cut off at the wrist

(It is the
arm feels pain

But the severed hand
the hand clutches at freedom)

Margaret Atwood - Circe/Mud poems

January142014
January102014
December282013

Foggy Night I-V.

December 28, 2013.

December82013
Fury
December 8, 2013

Fury

December 8, 2013

November302013
Untitled
"And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you?"
November 30, 2013

Untitled

"And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you?"

November 30, 2013

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