Erszike and Erszike🥰, two wonderful souls who embody the beauty and love, the life and tradition of Kalocsa. I met them yesterday and enjoyed very much listening to how they talk about their heritage, how they carry in their everyday life what the word ‘Kalocsa’ means ❤️
Ica and Andrea, masters of kunsági embroidery. Carrying on a rich heritage filled with dreamy, colorful flowers 🌸
I met Zsóka at the Buda Castle last weekend. She was one of the wonderful ladies representing matyó heritage at the Festival of Folk Arts. A beautiful part of matyo art is the hairbands (mirtusz) that women wear and Zsoka creates spectacular ones. Could I help buying one? No, I couldn’t❤️
“Whoever wants to know something about me, they should look attentively at my pictures and there seek to recognise what I am and what I want.” – Gustav Klimt
“He feeds upon her face by day and night, And she with true kind eyes looks back on him, Fair as the moon and joyful as the light: Not wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim; Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright; Not as she is, but as she fills his dream.” – Christina Rossetti
“Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.” – Christina Rossetti
“There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.” – Vincent Van Gogh
“Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.” – Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
She was a queen. Maybe not in the literal sense of the word but she was an example of uprightness, of honesty and dignity. She worked at a library and led many groups of children to discover the love of literature and the beauty of the arts. I can thank her for that as well. And she would hold talks on love. I remember visiting the library with our class and listening to her read to us from a beautiful book of quotations she had compiled on Love: “Love is heaven’s kindly light, the Holy Spirit’s eternal breath that vivifieth the human soul.” […]
“We met early in the morning. Jimmy’s mom was at the hospital and we were going to visit it. It felt as if we were going to visit our own mothers. We grew up together and after school each day we would have our afternoon snacks at Jimmy’s place. His mom made the most delicious challah bread and apricot jam. At home, I still have the book I got from Aunt Claire when we were kids. She wrote the following quote in the book: ‘Love gives life to the lifeless. Love lights a flame in the heart that is cold. Love […]
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