Why I love flying

I don't like the polar bears falling off the sky,
that's why I don't want to travel by plane too much.
But once in a while,
I want to fly to realize 1 of these things:
1. When there are no clouds, we can see how small we are, and however huge and important we might feel, or however great our problems may appear, we are just a little dot down there, a partial of the whole incredible universe.
2. If the weather is not so nice, it's great to see that the sun is always shining above the clouds.

That's why I love to fly.

.

if you let it
you can discover worlds
secrets
if you let it
write, emerge, come
you can visit
corners of the hidden places
sweep
yourself

Saturday, 23:30, Budapest

I'd cry. Budapest.
7 months of nothing.
7 months of my life.
Somewhere in my heart.
Somehow it hurts.
It's beauty (in hungarian style maybe)
Corvin cinema passage,
more broken again.
Prater street boys, not Paul's.
And the cafe, yes, now tears are coming.
Intimately known turnings.
Every step familiar
until that corner from where I see.
Serhat is home?

Michelle is not. She parties with Marta.
Too late to go.
Too late.

And the mattress:
We've made love here.
I've cried so many times.

Millions of small pieces.
Broken mirror, not the simple puzzle.

And the fish is hanging from
the lamp, more colorful than
ever.

Budapest. You old, secret lady.
You don't let one to get close
easily. But you take hearts.
Fully.

from HeartBeat

where is the truth
where is sense
we are lost
searching

not knowing is the ground
to start from

and heart
is there
deep in the waters
flowing with the rhythm
slightly connected
to the ground

dance dance dance

there is a light
in front
and a lot of bushes shading it from where i stand
every time i want to follow
i have to cut the branches
to reach it
to move it
to let it meet
my darkness

after comes
the easiness of angels

vendanges en beaujolais

"Beaujeu"
is a beautiful game

with the rain and in the sun
hot
on the grass

beer smile and wrinkles
dirt and smell of grapes' leaves
sweat music dreadlocks
fever fever

raincoats and boots
apéro aux Chênes
sécateurs et seaus

delicious food
Morgon 2008
dreams tiredness
fever fever

dans la vigne
avec le soleil

.

You're not my star anymore
and my road became
a complete darkness

Where I can dance
with my shadows

Lust for Life.

When there is nothing, I can create anything I want. But: what if there is nothing I want to create?

I am living in Budapest now. For two months already. Breathing, eating, drinking, sleeping. Coming to the office and doing something sometimes. Going to Karinthy high school also. Going out, meeting people, walking on the streets. Surfing internet, having couch surfers sometimes, having friends visiting sometimes. Once in a while, leaving the city for a day or few. Coming back. Talking, cooking, laughing, hand-crafting, watching, reading, making love, decorating, cleaning, biking, crying. Having all kinds of emotions. Or not.

And that is the point. One of those days, I realised there was nothing behind everything described above. But this nothing hurt.



And I continued doing things. But the flame doused, the shining faded out. And I didn't notice.

And the next step? I don't know. My hope lies in spring.

Dance your feeling out!

CENTRAL EUROPE DANCE THEATRE 

Choreographers: PATAKY Klári and VIRÁG Melinda / PREMIERE!

There was another night of loneliness. This time I decided to use it. And as I enjoy watching performances alone, this was a good choice. I went to Trafo. Bikeable distance from my place, a bit after ast minute, until I found it. But they still let me in, even for a student price.

This is what they wrote about it on the site:

The 20 year old Central Europe Dance Theatre performs for the first time in the 10 year old Trafó. The company invited two young female choreographers, Lábán Prize winnwer Klári Pataky one of the truly exciting and sensitive figures in young, Hungarian choreography, who is moving through styles as a honeybee, variable and playful. For Lábán nominee Melinda Virág this is the first time to work with 6 dancers.

And this is what I say:

These guys were great. Beautiful, fluent movements, real connection to their souls came out of their dancing. 3 girls and 3 boys. Communicating together with their bodies, seemingly in their own world. The world created by someone else. But you couldn't say, it just seemed to be their own reality for those moments. And they took us in. Full Trafo immersed in their world. Number 1, and especially Number 2. With the plates, human fountains, playful and shivering at the same time. 

Info:

Pataky Klári: Valami történ(e)t

Choreographer: Pataky Klári
Costume: Szeibert Katalin
Lighting design: Szirtes Attila

Virág Melinda: Szájbanforgó

Choreographer: Virág Melinda
Consultant: Téri Gáspár
Music: Sőrés Zsolt, Nagy Ágoston
Lighting design: Szirtes Attila
Photo: Téri Gáspár


Dancers in both pieces:
Asztalos Dóra, Hargitai Mariann, Katonka Zoltán, Kiss Róbert, Major László, Palcsó Nóra

Obsluhoval jsem anglického krále

2007 piece of Jiří Menzel based on the book of Bohumil Hrabal.

The film is made as a retrospective as Dítě, after years in prison, remembers his carrier as a waiter in the best Prague's hotels of 30's.

He always dreamed to be a millionaire, but with his small figure was always spitted upon by the others.  He also longs for a true love, and, not caring for nationality or war, marries with a German girl. He only realises there is a war when she leaves voluntarily to the front to fight for her adored Fuhrer. 

With the help of his protector and a lot of luck, he manages to climb upon the ladder in the waitering jobs, and after the war to buy his own hotel. But then the regime changes and he is taken to prison for being a millionaire.

After years in prison he comes to build the road and find his spiritual harmony to an abandoned German village in a frontier area of the country...