butlins

I AM SOOOO HAPPY!! Can't believe guys!
Minehead

scums

Minehead

big girl

So first of all, here's a little memory from the station of West Somerset Railway. More and more pictures coming soon about the amazing south-west English countryside, I promise. At least a part of that. Oh guys I got too much to tell. Actually first in my life I love the place where I work. Because of the team. So many nice and funny people.

Today, one of the nice English boys put in the Mika album Life in Cartoon Motion at work, I've heard these songs like Big Girl and Grace Kelly and Lollipop and they totally made my day. Listening to Mika whole day long and I feel happy. It's even happy to say it out loud. I know I'm old and I shouldn't be here by now, and I shoulda work harder on my enormous dreams, but I don't care today. I just dance and smile.

hello hello hello

Hello kids, ah I'm so happy to blog again, been a while. We've moved to England about two weeks ago and you know, all the to-dos, work and getting internet kept me away from my precious blog. Currently we live in Minehead, Somerset and are working at Butlins. If you're an English darling, sure you know what I'm talking about. For now saving money to the moving to London and getting acquainted with the culture. I like to be here. Anyway it's such a beautiful countryside and a completly amazing seaside with my new favourite animal, a lot of seagulls. Hehe. So here we are.



More pictures coming!

last moments

I'll miss my mother's garden, the scene of morning and after lunch coffees, long burning cigarettes and shooting ideas. How can be the fact of leaving so aching, if I had waited this moment for years?

outside seclusion

2005 winter

getting crazy

3 days left till leaving home. Painful and liberating at the same time. Packing, administration to-dos, more packing, some webcam madness, packing. So excited!
Oh yes, I've changed my name. Opinions?
It's conceivable that I'll do it again, I'm looking for a cool stage name, so trying, jah.

the story behind an obsession

Hong Kong 1997. For a year when I go to second hand shops, I obsessively look for white t-shirts with some caption on them. T-shirts which probably were free at an event or festival accordingly were underestimated and thrown off.


My favorite part: the label. HAPY. It should be a patch so I could sew up. Maybe I will anyway.
I hunt for other people's worthless memories - pieces which make me thinking about unknown stories, unfulfilled dreams. I need fumbling in stranger's soul. I'm an observer.

P.S.: Does anyone know the name of the game on it??

down by the water

Abra macabre.
Best of all.
Soul ripping.
Fishes at Tapolca

Plain

Plain, clean and simple. The words that are circulating in my mind for a long while. Wearing jeans and white t-shirt and unique shoes. How exciting to be interesting with simplicity. Clear-out lines with a little spice. You know.


Forget about exaggeration, anyway I do. I know Helena isn't noted for her bald style but this outfit of hers made me extremly excited about looking like this. Mad face, mad hair, mad eyes, quiet clothes. The mix I'm longing for.
A zipped collar, a white Polly t-shirt with bob hair, or nine yin-yang tattoos with some shell-shaped plastics. Being szép (the hungarian word for beautiful) without unnecessary trash - just severely.

I wish putting flowers into milk. I wish for a beautiful little house in Montana or some place like heaven. I wish to live beautiful.