Posts tagged ‘2014’

January 6, 2015

the seasons of her year

by ada

I don’t want to talk a lot about 2014. Although I did achieve almost all the personal goals I set for myself at the beginning of the year, those 365 days were hard on me. I desperately tried my best to keep myself over the water by doing cheerful things like visiting cemeteries looking at dead butterflies swimming in thermal waters and going to a summer holiday but, unfortunately, sometimes the best just isn’t enough. Otherwise: while I can’t claim that I won over all the situations that came my way during the past year, I’m still here and functioning. We could even call this success, I suppose.

This year I’ll give myself a break and make no resolutions other than to take better care of myself, both mentally and physically. As of this blog, all my plans for 2014 will continue their career as 2015 resolutions, because – surprise, surprise – I did not complete any of them. I did not even try, mostly. I’d only add one more to that already quite exhausting list: to never, ever let myself fell three months behind with posting again. The justification for this blog is to document the right-here-and-now; the only purpose it serves is to help me love (or, in tougher times, survive) my daily life. I should keep that in mind even if I’m too busy, too tired or too sad to care about this place.

I took an unusual amount of self-portraits in 2014. I’d like to say that this post is the documentation of the magical journey of finding my inner self during this less than ideal year but, honestly, that journey did not happen and these pictures are more about the actual place, background and composition, than about me. I still like them, so here they are, telling the story of my 2014.

magyar radio 7

balna 1

Bálna 36

Bethlen

omarno 1

nature

Tata

Tata 5

butterfly 1

me in Koper 7 (2)

me in Piran 4jpg

Untitled 143

me in Ipar 2

me in wien

semmelweis

Xmas

Advertisements
January 5, 2015

Budapest – the plants beneath my feet, a retrospect

by ada

Füvészkert 13

Füvészkert 68

Libegő

flowers on graves 17

pine cones

leaves 2

Budapest ground 2

January 4, 2015

Wien – December recap

by ada

Rathaus

Christmas lights Vienna

MuseumsQuartier 1

Vienna Stephansplatz pavement

handmade Christmas ornaments Vienna

Batala 1

Vienna 8

Graben

home 1

January 2, 2015

M&M – the last of 2014

by ada

Mil

christmas tree

December 31, 2014

As the dead year is clasped by a dead December

by ada

And the four* last books of 2014, all of which I enjoyed extremely. And, as we all know, that’s the only thing that matters.

In 2014 I read 53 books; 27 of them in Hungarian, 16 in German and 10 in English. The one I liked the best was Walter M. Miller Jr.’s Lobgesang auf Leibowitz (A Canticle for Leibowitz). The one that has filled me with rage against all things religion was Die Hütte (The Shack) by William Paul Young.

* plus the bonus book on the top of the pile, about baggers and stuff, courtesy of Milo

December readings

Unlike my whole life the past years, I have now an exact plan for 2015 regarding reading. These are the books I was keeping separate since years but somehow I’ve just never got to them. But now! I am determined to Read All The Things! Plus the additional mysteries and detective novels, haha.

2015 plans

December 31, 2014

music for the last day of 2014 – Johann Sebastian Bach: Gottlob! nun geht das Jahr zu Ende, BWV 28

by ada

All I can say about 2014 is exactly what Erdmann Neumeister, the librettist of this cantata has already put into words in an oh-so-appropriate manner: thank God it’s over.

December 31, 2013

the year is going, let him go

by ada

2013 wasn’t exactly a bad year for me but it wasn’t a good one either. It was like just milling around, one step forward two steps back while nothing really makes sense and nothing ever happens. I’m quite relieved that this year is finally over. Yay 2014!

In contrast to last year this time I have numerous New Year’s Resolutions. Most of them are private, that I won’t discuss here. My resolutions regarding this blog are to

  1. be more personal. At some point along my way through 2013 this blog stopped being my personal diary and became a travel blog or rather a backup place where I uploaded some of the halfway acceptable photos I took of buildings. Which is fine too, I guess, but becoming so neutral was never my intention.
  2. post less and select and sort out my photos more strictly. Sometimes I really envy those beautiful, artistic photo blogs with simple designs and meaningful pictures and I have to remind myself that the purpose of my blog is not to cause visual joy to anybody out there but to collect and save my memories. Crappy pictures for crappy memories. Haha.
  3. improve my photography. Because even if this place most likely will never evolve into a beautiful, artistic photo blog, I still want to learn how to make my indoor pictures less blurry.
  4. write more about music. I totally get that nobody likes my music posts but me, haha, but hey, it’s my blog where I do as I please. And I don’t want to completely forget the person I was before the depression. That nice and intelligent person that had opinions and knowledge and was talented and her life wasn’t centered around iv pumps and artificial hearts. Not that there is anything wrong with artificial hearts.

So let’s remember some of the nice and/or important things I did or that happened in 2013:

I started the year with fireworks in Salzburg.

tűzijáték

Milo was born shortly after that.

Untitled 12

Spring was beautiful (when it wasn’t raining).

Untitled 28

I visited 30 cities in 6 different countries during the year (I don’t count Salzburg and Budapest where I actually live and not just visit). My favourite places were rainy Venice…

san giorgio 14

…and the beautiful synagogue of Třebíč.

trebic rear synagogue 8

 I also paid a visit to the Dachau Concentration Camp.

kz dachau

I hiked mountains…

Untersberg fog 8

… got wet by waterfalls…

gollinger wasserfall 10

…took boats to reach islands…

Untitled 19

…and cable cars to reach peaks.

Untersberg cable car

After a more than twenty years long hiatus I actually made two zoo visits this year. A trend I definitely want to continue.

zoo

I became an expert in mountain cemetery art…

Untitled 30

…and in carillon mechanics.

Untitled 25

I celebrated the opening of the Salzburger Festspiele…

Untitled 25

…documented folk festivals…

Untitled 153

…and politically critical art exhibitions.

ARC 24

I bought my first DSLR. Technically spoken, it’s an SLT, but honestly, for me the definition doesn’t make any difference. I am not entirely happy with it, maybe it’s the kit lens and its huge barrel distortion and poor focusing skills; but it’s nice to have control over my choices. Unfortunately, I don’t really have any control over anything yet, so a lot of blurry, over or underexposed, out of focus photos are to come till I learn how to handle it properly. Don’t be too hard on me if I post the sixty-fourth slightly washed-out picture of the same blurred flower or distorted building. I also try not to over-edit my photos in order to make them less painful but it’s hard, really hard.

I also let my hair cut, after wearing it long for about ten years. This decision didn’t make me more beautiful (I still haven’t found out what makes me more beautiful, haha) but man, does it feel good to have it short! On my Good Hair Days I look like Dora The Explorer. On my Bad Hair Days… Oh well. On my Bad Hair Days I look a lot like Pumuckl. I usually have Bad Hair Days (not that this makes any difference). (Also, you’re welcome for my precious self-portrait, displayed in the true manner of the Mysterious Blogger’s Awkward Bedroom Mirror Selfie. At least it isn’t a Common Restroom Mirror Selfie entitled “what I wore today”. And you really can’t claim that I’d overflow this blog with my own self-portraits).

Untitled 35

In 2013 I also quit my job (twice) and moved (twice). I see a certain pattern here, haha. I guess I’m addicted to this feeling of freedom that comes with quitting jobs.

moving

I left Salzburg…

Untitled 1

…and moved back to Budapest for a while.

Untitled 25

I started a course to specialize in Critical Care Nursing and Anaesthesiology, mostly because I missed using my brain and was so bored with the job they call nursing in Austria. Hungarian Health Care System has its (major? giant? monumental?) flaws but at least it isn’t boring for all that take actively part in it. Stressful? Yes. Boring? No.

ito

I also had some family time with relatives I haven’t seen in two years…

szalonnasütés 7

…and went a bit heavy on Christmas markets to overcompensate last year’s complete lack of festive feelings.

Vörösmarty tér

At the end of the year Móricka turned two. He celebrated with smashing his cake to the floor. Unintentionally, of course.

Untitled 9

So this was (the nicer part of) my 2013. Let’s move on, please?

December 31, 2013

I’m as dark as December

by ada

Two books for December – because everybody has their own coping mechanisms for times when life goes crazy or starts to get unenjoyable, and mine is reading Agatha Christie; and because nothing did I miss more in my life right now than a giant, dead squid of a god, that is in charge of all different kinds of apocalypses.

And for the year 2013 – I read 34+ books (I didn’t document January and honestly, I don’t remember anything about January anymore, let alone what I read, haha) and some of the adventures of Nancy Drew in digital form. And of course, I also acquired tons of information from heavy books written mostly in the sophisticated style of medical Latin, information like what to do if your patient’s artificial respirator starts giving out loud, high-pitched beeps or if his ECG suddenly start to look like a long, straight line. These, in their own genre, are definitely fascinating subjects, but they still can’t make the truth, that I became one of those people who don’t read, nicer. Let’s face it and hope for the best (or at least, for the better) in 2014.

Also, I really don’t understand what had happened to the Hungarian language lately and who are those terribly incapable people who are doing all the translation jobs but this situation became unbearable to me. I just can’t anymore. So I refuse to read anything that was translated to Hungarian in the last 30 years. 2014 will be the year of original literature and vintage translations.

December readings

%d bloggers like this: