Volumes I-IX. / Kötetek I-IX.

It was already two or three months since my mother passed away when I noticed the dusty imprints on the empty bookshelves as I was searching for the usual hidden messages she left behind in her apartment. She was a painter of unearthly landscapes and weird colored scenery...
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Middle Közép-közép
Private notes / Saját jegyzetek

Middle is the time of intervention and prosperity. It marks the middle of life, when energies and visions are abundant. As we struggle to attain some ill-defined summit, hidden behind the clouds, days go by in a hectic and often uncontrollable congestion that accompanies the construction of a self-image incorporating family, career, home improvements and self-reproduction...
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Bonsai Land The Sendai River Project / A Sendai-folyó projekt

Thirty or forty-five kilometres – depending where I start counting – this is the length of the Sendai River. I spent three weeks and 1000 km on a scooter up and down the roads along its riverbank. An endless number of water-courses comprise the canopy of Sendai-gawa. The river rushes through a series of forking branches, faithfully mirrored by narrowing roads running along it, that lose traffic to finally disappear into a tunnel. It is not so easy to follow the Sendai in the maze of such intersections. Impossible to tell which is the main stream I often ended up in a dead end...

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Waste Union Szemétunió

Open space is excessively wasted, yet, it could become the ultimate resource of urban existence, it is a natural source. The inflation of space is the most visible at the front-lines of the expanding city, where different populated areas collide. With the accumulation of garbage, dumps are about to meet. The memory of garbage heaps is present everywhere, unifying contemporary landscape. A re-cultivated mine dump is the closest we can get to the natural state...

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Tourists in Environment Turisták a tájban

Why do people gather in a particular place, and how do they preserve their individuality? What kind of people are they anyway? What is the purpose they unite for – if it is unity, and not chance mixing? Are they happier together? Does their union not make them ludicrous in the eyes of the outside observer? Do the participants of a mass event need the justification provided by their number to feel good, as if it were a proof of a good choice: since others are also present, this must be the right place at the right time?

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Time Capsule Idökapszula

The home and the tree are both key symbols of the inner and outer world, they are the equivalents of personal space and nature. This work started out from a very simple idea of repetitious documentation of identical objects of both groups, but slowly became an investigation of identity, originality and authenticity...

Green Area Zöld terület

Looking at a map, parks are nice little green squares in the body of the city. They are often mistaken for areas of future developments: factories, shopping centers and housing projects.
During a period of two years I documented decaying public areas in and around Budapest - before more profitable investments swallow them. I also tried to discover Wilderness on these footholds...
Camp Tábor

After the final evacuation the difference vanishes between the estates, the barracks of the bunkhouses, the pioneer, internment or refugee camps.
Abandoned camps are all the same…

Transit Tranzit

Although Hungary is positioned in Central-Europe, it is a constant question of introspection, whether we hungarians are Europeans enough. Living in the collision zone of greater powers proved to be perilous and sometimes humiliating. There is only one thing for sure, the lack of continuity.
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