Well, it must be said, to my defense, that I had all the pictures ready on January 31st. And then I stared at the computer screen for a while and fazed out, because it was Sunday, no, actually, because I tend to do that every now and then. I also swore this wouldn’t be…
Category: Budapest
Liberty Bridge Meets the Sunset
Liberty Bridge is by all means the best positioned in Budapest for ridiculously perfect sunset pictures, with a bit of help from Gellért Hill. The other presentable bridges have the sunset view blocked by the Buda hills, whereas Petőfi and Lágymánosi (yes, I know, this one has a ridiculous new name I will…
The Elusive Snow on Sziget Post
If you follow and read this blog you might now me as the lazy photographer, as I was labeled so by the not so lazy other one. The thing is, I am not lazy I just take it easy maann. Snow on Sziget, it all began couple of years ago when we decided to…
First Random of 2016
Before we tackle any other subject, it must be noted that the prized exhibit of this series of shots is the absolutely worst picture taken of the festive trolley bus by anyone this season or, possibly, ever. If Henri Cartier-Bresson considered the decisive moment to be the best moment for taking a shot, this particular…
First Snow of the Year
Overtaken by jealousy I kept ogling the Instagram feeds of people living in apparently Arctic places, such Istanbul, Belgrade and Bucharest, for they had snow. And now it’s here as well- judging by the grand total of one night of snow I got to shoot last year, not here to stay, so I had to…
A Good List Goes a Long Way- The 2015 Edition
What better way to spend New Year’s Day than cooking up some lists- since even in the new year I’m still the old me and really can’t cook anything else. And I just don’t do new year’s resolutions either, I like the element of surprise of my accomplishments throughout the year. I could probably pull…
Best of 2015- Budapest
When people ask me how long I’ve lived in Budapest, I usually have to think quite a lot before giving an answer, and strangely, it’s not always accurate. I got stuck at round anniversaries, like I would say five years for ages, and then ten- I’m still in the ten phase, actually, and I was…
Smokers Outside the Pirate Den’s Doors- Editors and Public Service Broadcasting at Barba Negra
One of the deepest darkest fears of a Budapest concert goer is that the band will jovially greet Bucharest at some point, maybe adding a sprinkling of how are you doing, Romania, as a side dish. This fear is of course mirrored across the border by the ominous possibility of a friendly hello Budapest and…
Fog Moves in Mysterious Ways
I like to take proverbs (and mostly anything) with a pinch of salt, but it’s dawned on me recently that I quite agree with the Romanian one stating that you know a good day by its morning. Which in my case, in utter conflict with everything my younger self believed in, is an early morning….
Dark Nights of the Soul- Grooms, A Place to Bury Strangers and Chelsea Wolfe on A38
Two weeks after the Colectiv club fire, here came another Saturday when I went to a concert in the aftermath of a tragedy. As I was waiting in the hull of A38 to hand in my coat, I could not help but notice the last band on this month’s schedule: Eagles of Death Metal, sold…
Pocket Diary Budapest 