Én úgy vagyok, hogy már száz ezer éve
nézem, amit meglátok hirtelen.
- József Attila
The inexpressible is the only thing worth expressing.
– Frederick Franck
To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place… I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them.
- Elliott Erwitt
„A pillanat örökkévalóság;
az örökkévalóság a most;
ha átlátod ezt a pillanatot,
átlátsz azon, aki lát.”
What we are today, comes from our thoughts of yesterday.
And our present thoughts, build our life of tomorrow.
Our life is the creation of our mind. - Buddha
Art is neither a profession nor a hobby. Art is a way of being.
- Frederick Franck
Pain and joy are - like light and darkness - two sides of the same medal. They are interdependent and inseparably connected to each other. When painting a picture or taking a photograph, if there is no light and no darkness, there is no picture and there is no painting. It is the very contrast of light and darkness that brings out the beauty and the colour.
There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.
- Ansel Adams
The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera.
- Dorothea Lange
We are all visitors to this time and place. We are just passing through. Our purpose here is to observe, to learn, to grow, to love and then we return home.
- Aboriginal Proverb
Merely looking at the world around us is immensely different from seeing it.
- Frederick Franck
Sunday family lunch with many relatives at my grandparents house. After lunch I lay down on the kitchen bench pretending that I had fallen asleep. Everyone is having the family fun, and I am just listening to the sounds. A distant conversation, which I can maybe understand only if I pay attention to the meaning and details, but I am more interested in - even mesmerised by - the sound itself. It travels through space, mixing on the way to other sounds, like a pigeon's cooing, a laugh of one of my cousins, a door snap, someone is washing hands. All these sounds fusion together in a unique, unrepeatable experience in a particular moment. I find that fascinating. I let this experience extend to my vision. I open my eyes and start looking gently, just enjoying whatever I see - without wanting to comment or understand.
One of my first memory in my life was sitting on a plane flying to Berlin. I look out the window and saw mountains, huge white fluffy "mountains".
I was born in 1974 in Budapest, Hungary. I was interested in photography as a child. After a long pause I bought my first bridge camera in 2007, my first DSLR in 2009. Ever since I am studying autodidactic. Right now, I am stepping to a next level, organizing my thoughts around projects, which I find quite challenging, way harder than anything before..
The time has come and with that the urge for self defiance in art particularly, and photography. I know now that art and photography has become more and more important part of my life, but i feel that now that i need to think everything over and over again. Why am it is so important to me? Why to make art? Why to show it to anyone? Why is it so hard to answer these questions? I am confused right now, but I feel that, this is good also. Something deep down is starting to awake....
For years I was photographing everything. People, my family, my kids, places, landscapes, trees, lights, surfaces, colors. No projects, no plans, just enjoying the process of learning to paint with lenses and lights. After so many years of agony to find what really interest me I finally realized which was so obvious from the beginning I couldn't see clearly - my first project became: The Inexpressible Projects. Right now I am working on the Unexplainable Mystery of the Miraculous Manifestation of the Immeasurable Unknown project which involves publishing my first photobook. I am also interested more and more in analog photography, I bought a Toyo 4x5 field large format camera, and about to build a darkroom and enlarge my own silver-gelatine prints.
The definition of art from the point of view of meditatve experience is to be able to to see the uniqueness of everyday experience.
- Chögyam Trungpa
A beautiful object has no intrinsic quality that is good for the mind, nor an ugly object any intrinsic power to harm it. Beautiful and ugly are just projections of the mind. The ability to cause happiness or suffering is not a property of the outer object itself. For example, the sight of a particular individual can cause happiness to one person and suffering to another. It is the mind that attributes such qualities to the perceived object.
- Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche
Mind is a turbulent vortex of thoughts
What we normally call the mind is the deluded mind, a turbulent vortex of thoughts whipped up by attachment, anger, and ignorance.This mind, unlike enlightened awareness, is always being carried away by one delusion after another. Thoughts of hatred or attachment suddenly arise without warning, triggered off by such circumstances as an unexpected meeting with an enemy or a friend, and unless they are immediately overpowered with the proper antidote they quickly take root and proliferate, reinforcing the habitual predominance of hatred or attachment in the mind and adding more and more karmic patterns. Yet, however strong these thoughts may seem, they are just thoughts and will eventually dissolve back into emptiness. Once you recognize the intrinsic nature of the mind, these thoughts that seem to appear and disappear all the time can no longer fool you. Just as clouds form, last for a while, and then dissolve back into the empty sky, so deluded thoughts arise, remain for a while, and then vanish in the voidness of mind; in reality nothing at all has happened.
- Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche
When you realize there is nothing lacking,
the whole world belongs to you.
- Lao Tzu
Photographs by Zsoló, Zsolt Kóté
Based in Hungary
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The bad news is you’re falling through the air, nothing to hang on to, no parachute. The good news is there’s no ground.
- Chögyam Trungpa