The World According To Lili

Suspense and one of those Songs I'm in - Lily, Rosemary and The Jack Of Hearts

2012-02-06T20:07:00.004+01:00

Dylan in the morning with Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts

yes there's a lily in there this song that is a bit confusing no really sure what it's all about i mean hardly can match the pieces and the names and there was a murder and a knife and this lily likes playing 5 card stud but has no luck as she drew up the Jack of heart. i think it's a good song to listen to cos it just goes on and on and on endlessly and just pulling you and you kinda get lost a bit and then all of a suddan there's this knife thing out of nowhere and it ends in hanging rosmemary and this jack of heats is nowhere to be found. so what do you think? it just makes me flummoxed but it's weird cos it's like getting up early in a winter morning and it's freezing cold to the bone outside and in your head you are still in that dream of yours you can't really recall now and in the kitchen mum's warming up some milk and you don't know what you should do next and i think this is the same moment that led this singer to write a song like this and the words of it. and i found lots of funny pictures of this man who became very old on the way but then in black and white he must have been real funny. look at his hair for instance. First i wanted to link the song from youtube but this time couldn't find one interesting enough. a couple of months ago there was a good one but it's no available anymore. So i deceided to draw something that shows how a song like that of lily and jack and the cabaret might be born. to be frank dad googled a photo of this singer called dylan that pictures him this way and we agreed that it'd fit so it's done by pencil and i chose to color only his hair cos it made him so special to me on those pictures and i used brown aquarelle pencil and by a few drop of water made it look watercolorish and used it on his coffee too cos the scent of it matches perfectly the winter mornings just like my mum's and on my drawing my bob dylan no sure that he wants to put down the story the way it'd been in his head. that's why we can't ever know who really killed that man.

Well first i wanted to use this post as part of my songs i'm in section but dad said he thought this drawing of mine could kinda say something about suspense too and i said i was no that sure and than he tried to explane what he meant but i could not follow and just let it be shared on illustration friday too and we will see how it ends.

okay what else? well hope the player will work. daddy's responsible for it...

Oh and one more important thing. I'd like to dedicate this post to tomas serrano cos i tried something here he's made on his blog lately. doing some portraits. hope he'll like my first real attempt. Okay that's all for now. See you later and bye!

I put 'PLEASE FORWARD' on this post + Tarka magyarka különszám!

2012-02-01T22:19:00.008+01:00

Forwarding

Okay i know it's not quite an appropriate example to 'forward' and i've no choice but to put it this way via this image of my nighttime submarine of the purple sea cos not much time left and I'd really really like it to be given out that i got this story written by me and my teacher entered it for this compatition and now it is officially picked by apácai publishing house for the final round in which the jury gonna announce the best ones and there's this public vote going on and I'd really really love if you sent me a vote. Down here below i pasted all the writing and I know i know it's in hungarian but you must trust me cos i like it. only thing you've got to do is FORWARD this code of my writing [the code you have to copy: 3-4. évf. mese: 088-M] to this address [tehetseg@apaczai.hu] by email just copy the code.

If you can't translate it to english i tell you it's about a girl who's never before been to the zoo and never before seen animals like elephant or lion only mouse and flies and snails with that broken antenna and all the other girls on the playground kept on chitchatting about those giant creatures so my girl at home that night while preparing to sleep told her mom she wanted to see those animals and it was over midnight by then and her mom told her how it might be in a zoo and it was so warm and sparkling and huge like a carneval that my girl fell asleep and in her dream it all came true and there were no cages and bars and no visitors around just that girl and those creatures playing with her even managed to give a five to a long piton and it was that much fun and even the mouse from under her bed was there and the snail with that broken antenna and her 8 legged spiders who made spun candy clouds onto the sky and it felt so good and it wasn't that sad when the dream ended cos in that morning her mom brought her warm milk in her bed. this is the end and here it is how it was actually written:

Egy életre szóló álom / Gondoltam egy kisányt

Pásztohy Lili története

Gondoltam egy kislányt. Olyan formát, mint Charlie a Csokigyárból, csak nem fiú volt, és nem a Csokigyárba vágyott rettenetesen, hanem az állatkertbe. Mert ő állatból csak aprócskákat ismert: a tavaszi susztikat a járda repedéseiből, a békákat a patak partjáról, az egyszarvú csigát és a nyolc lábú pókot az ágya alól, meg az esti egércincogást. Egy nap azonban hallott más gyerekeket, akik hatalmasabb és félelmetesebb állatokat is láttak már: oroszlánt, medvét és zsiráfot, meg ormányos elefántot, és ezek a különleges teremtmények nem is laktak messze, csak itt, a budapesti állatkertben. Hú, ez a kislány nagyon szeretett volna találkozni ezekkel az állatokkal. Este nem is bírt elaludni. Elhatározta, ha törik, ha szakad, megvárja, míg hazaér az anyukája a munkából, s elmeséli neki, mifélét csacsogtak azok a gyerekek, meg azt, hogy ő is meg akarja nézni azt a helyet, ahol látni oroszlánt, medvét és zsiráfot, meg ormányos elefántot. Nagyon-nagyon sokáig várt, virrasztott az ágyában. Már olyan későre járt, hogy hallotta a nagymamáját horkolni kint a fotelben. Aztán amikor már cudarul csiklandozta az álom, s már jobban esett volna aludni, mint anyára várni, hirtelen fordult a zárban a kulcs:

- Anya, anya, te vagy az? - suttogta izgatottan a kislány.

- Hékás-békás, te még ébren vagy!? - csodálkozott az anyukája, és leült a kislány ágyának a szélére. A kislány pedig elmesélte az oroszlánt, a medvét és a zsiráfot, meg az ormányos elefántot, és hogy azok a gyerekek már voltak az állatkertben, ahová ő is nagyon, de nagyon el szeretne egyszer menni. Az anyukája hideg kezével megsimogatta a kislány arcát, és azt mondta, hogy mindennél jobban szereti, s hogy egyszer becsszóra el fognak menni az állatkertbe, de ahhoz most szépen el kell aludni. Hogy jobban essen az alvás, az anyukája megfogta a kislány kezét, s elmesélte neki, milyennek képzeli ő az állatkertet. A meséjében ott volt az oroszlán, a medve és a zsiráf, meg az ormányos elefánt, és még vagy ezer érdekesebbnél érdekesebb állat. Aztán valahol a lajhárnál, vagy tán a szerecsenmaki kifutója előtt az anyuka elengedte a kislány kezét, s rábízta az álommanóra az állatkerti kalauzolást. S akkor hirtelen eltűntek a rácsok, és az állatkert egy nyüzsgő és hangos állatkarnevállá változott, ahol az oroszlán, a medve és a zsiráf, meg az ormányos elefánt, de még a lajhár és a szerecsenmaki is együtt járta a táncot. Az ormányos trombitázott, az oroszlán a tücsök hegedűjén játszott. A kis gorilla nagy tenyerével kézen fogta, az orrszarvú meg cirógatta. Még a papagáj sem feleselt, a víziló meg, képzeljétek, kecsesen ugrókötelezett. Valahol a forgatagban még pacsizott is egy nagy pitonnal. De ott voltak a susztik is, meg a békák, az egércincogás, és az összes egyszarvú csigák a nyolclábú pókokkal, akik szorgosan szőtték vattacukorfelhőiket a ragyogó kék égre. Így folyt az álom jókedvvel és bukfencekkel, és oly sokáig tartott, mint azelőtt még egyik álma sem. Sőt, még egy icipicit annál is tovább, és most nem is volt olyan fájó a búcsúzkodás, mert reggel anyukája ágyba hozta a kislány meleg kakaóját.

So tell me do you like it or not? I like it a lot. If you like it too you can drop a vote and you know what if i won you'll get a prize as well from me all of you. Here it is below what I drew right now. this is a snow penguin saying 'YOU WON' and actually you can take her with you right now i give it to you as a gift and you don't even have to vote for me i just simply give it to YOU! Bye LiLi out

Okay then this is my gift to you and now she's yours too

Twirl

2012-01-26T18:23:00.000+01:00

okay that's my twirl thing and it is gombóc artúr from pom pom and he's wearing those twin brother shoes that are always fighting quarrelling which makes my gombóc artúr twirl like a chocolate barel. okay what else well yes i drew it by pencil and later on colored it using photoshop not my artrage and this time i played a bit with that opacity bar and it became kinda watercolorish. i finished it on monday but have had a lot to study this week so my artúr was posponed over and over again. Hope you'll like it. Bye LiLi out

Tarka magyarka 1.

2012-01-22T19:03:00.011+01:00

Azt mondta a Márta, hogy nem szokta nézni a blogomat, mert nem érti amit írok. Neki az angol kínai. Illetve nem magyar. Szóval ezért kínai. És a nanónak is. Néha megnézik a képeket de semmi több. Nem írják, hogy hú de jó vagy hú de rossz, na jó azt ne, mert minden csak angol angol és angol és Klárimama szerint is butaság, mert mi magyarok vagyunk hát beszéljünk magyarul. szerinte a magyar nagyon szép nyelv, ezért mától írok magyarul is, hogy ők is olvashassák. Azt a címet adtam, hogy tarka magyarka, mert ez egy aszparanta és nem a marha bár az is tarka, hanem én a magyarka és ez így nagyon viccesen hangzik. tarka magyarka. szerintem vicces. most jutott eszembe és elsőnek bemásolom a szünidei fogalmazásdolgozatom. Arról eddig úgy is elfelejtettem írni és ez azért is jó, mert pont 2012 legeleje, az első dolog amit láttam belőle, így ez pont passzol kezdésnek.

A téli szünetben történt…

(Pásztohy Lili története)

A szünet előtt két eseményt vártam igazán. A Karácsonyt és anya születésnapját, amely pont szilveszterre esett. E kettő körül azonban megesett még számos dolog, amelyeket kár volna kihagyni, így most megpróbálok mindegyikről írni egy kicsit.

A karácsony. A fát, mint tavaly, most is együtt vettük. Sőt, ez alkalommal én választhattam. 3000 forintot fizettünk érte, és otthon le kellett vágni belőle vagy 40 cm-t, hogy szépen beférjen. A díszítést is közösen csináltuk. Kora délutánra készültünk el. Aztán, hogy az angyalok rendben tehessék a dolgukat, elmentünk az unokatesóimhoz Pomázra. Náluk mindig ebéd után van az ajándékozás. Ott voltak Anyarosék is, meg a Gyurci anyukája és a testvére. Nem mehettünk rögtön be, mert meg kellett sétáltatni Zsombiékat, hogy a Jézuska a fájuk alá rejthesse a dobozokat. Egyébként tudom, hogy náluk igazából a Katiék teszik oda. Egyszer meglestem őket. Azért így is jó volt bontani. A Márta kapott apáéktól egy fürjtojás-keltető gépet. Azt mondta, ilyen jó ajándékot még senkitől sem kapott. Mielőtt haza indultunk volna, huszonegyeztünk. Én a Mártával voltam, és a végén elnyertük mindenki zsetonját. 720 forint ütötte a markunkat, aminek a fele 360, én mégis 400-at kaptam.

Hazafelé már nagyon izgultam. Úgy éreztem, hogy a mi fánk alatt nem fog ajándék várni. Apa nyugtatott, hogy nem voltam én annyira rossz, meg különben is, amíg hiszek az ünnepben, lesz mit bontani. Azért megígérte, arra az esetre, ha az angyalok mégsem jönnének, anyával akkor is meg fognak engem ajándékozni. Anyaros kitett minket a köz elején. Onnan sétáltunk. Néztük az ablakokat, kerestük a nyomokat. Egyszer régen, emlékszem, arany hajat találtunk az úton. Most nem. De láttam, mert titokban belestem hozzájuk, hogy a Rékáéknál már jártak az angyalok. Nem akartam sietni, mégis hamar hazaértünk, és ahogy a ház sarkánál befordultunk látjuk ám, hogy a terasz, meg az ablakpárkány mécsesfénybe van öltöztetve. Na, akkor gyorsan, elő a kulcsot! Én nyitottam be elsőnek. Hallottam a zenét. Halkan szólt. A sötétben világosság pislákolt, színesen játszott. Tudtam, hogy a fán világítanak az égők. Aztán hirtelen előrontott a Kaci. Borzasztóan izgatott volt. Nagy nehezen ledobtam a cipőmet, és megtörtént… A fa alatt volt az ajándék. Nagyon örültünk, énekeltünk, és sorban kibontottuk az összes dobozt. Aztán, mikor már mind megvolt, apa előhozta, amivel ő készült, tudjátok, arra a bizonyos esetre… Mondta, hogy nem olyan szupi, mint ami a fa alatt várt, de én mégis nagyon örültem neki. Két könyv volt, meg egy csupor lépes méz, pont, amilyet mindig is akartam.

Éjfélkor misére mentünk. Nekem ez volt az első éjféli misém. Szerencsém volt, mert még pont le tudtam ülni hátul Marcsi néni mellé. Láttam a kis Jézust, amikor behozták. Széttárt karokkal vigyázzba állt György atya tenyerén. Nem nézett ki újszülöttnek. A mise végére igencsak elfáradtam. Kétszer ki is esett a kezemből a perselypénz. Azért örülök, hogy fennmaradtam.

26-án levitt minket a Szilvi Totojásékhoz Kaposvárra. Másnap meglátogattuk Mernyén a dédit is. Nagyon örült. Köt nekem pulcsit, sálat, sapkát. Mindegyikhez méretet is vett rólam. De a Kaci sem fog kimaradni a jóból. A mami készít neki egy kiskabátot. Nagyon cuki lesz. Színes és csíkos. De most nem is erről mesélnék! Inkább a visszaútról. Vonattal jöttünk. Intercityvel. Volt egy kis gond a jegyekkel, mert véletlenségből egy későbbi járatra szólt, de apa elintézte a kalauzzal. Maradhattunk. A lényeg, hogy a vonaton, nem is az intercityn, hanem már az átszállás előtt, a személyen, amin Dombóvárig zötyögtünk, találkoztunk Marikával. Másfél évvel idősebb nálam, és egyedül vonatozott ilyen nagy távolságra. Visnyeszéplakon lakik, a Tanya 66 alatt. Úgy élnek ott, mint rég éltek öregek messze falvakban. Vályog a házuk, amit maguk építettek a szomszédokkal. Mesélte, hogyan dagasztották a sarat. Lakott régen városban is, de már nem hiányzik neki. Ahol most él, a lányok csak szoknyában járnak. Olyan buggyosban, amiben a néptáncon táncolnak. Nem megy iskolába úgy, mint mi, magántanuló. Ketten vannak az osztályban. Ő meg a barátnője. Minden órát más anyuka, meg apuka tanít más-más házban. Nincs tv, de mindig tartanak bált, ahol népzenét játszanak. Sokat olvas. Akkor éppen a Tamás bátyó kunyhóját. Mesélte, hogy nem szednek gyógyszert, és nem kapott még oltást sem. Nagyon szeret beszélni. Cseréltünk címet. Fogunk levelezni.

30-án nálunk aludt a Gergő! A Zsombi nem akart. Azt hajtogatta: "Anyával! Anyával!" Viszont a pótmatrac annyira el lett pakolva a padláson, hogy a Katinak kellett hoznia egy felfújható ágyat. Gép pumpált bele levegőt, és amikor megtelt, akkora lett, beterítette az egész padlót. Olyan volt, mint egy ugrálóvár alja. Hamar ki is próbáltuk. Anyának többször ránk kellett szólnia. Megnéztünk később két Elmót és egy Micimackót. A Gergő teljesen odavolt. Még nem látta a Szezám utcát. Amikor pedig lefeküdtünk, azt képzeltük, hogy a fenekünk alatt ringatózó matrac nem más, mint egy tengeren sodródó tutaj.

Jöjjön most a szilveszter! Anyának szuper ajándékkal készültem. Teljesen egyedül megtanultam zongorán a Csendes éjt, és el is játszottam neki. Ó, és reggel apával korán keltünk, hogy elkészítsük anya tejes kávéját. Ágyba vittük neki. Nagyon örült. Tortát nem készítettünk. Tavaly majdnem, de azt anyának kellett befejezni. Most pedig azt ígérte, hogy süt egy Eszterházyt. Még sosem csinált azelőtt. Nagyon nehéz torta. Sajnos nem sikerült. Azért az ehető részek elfogytak. Durrantottunk pezsgőt és társasoztunk. A Champions-ban anya nyert. Megérdemelte, mert karácsonykor nagyon rosszul ment neki. De a nagy vidámságba került szomorúság is. Meghalt anya utolsó afrikai fűegere. Nagyon öreg volt. Matuzsálem. Kétszer annyit élt, mint amennyit a könyv írt. Most a fia mellett fekszik egy dobozban a terasz alatt. Lehet, hogy papírhajón kis mécsessel egyik este leúsztatjuk a Dunán, vagy héliumos lufikkal felengedjük a felhők közé. De az is lehet, hogy a sövény alatt ássa el őket apa. Közel a többiekhez.

Aztán ahogy közeledett az éjfél, úgy lettünk egyre álmosabbak. Anya dőlt ki legelőbb. Elaludt még éjfél előtt. Szintúgy a Kaci. Mit neki petárda, meg tűzijáték! Úgy horkolt a kosarába, mint egy gőzmozdony. Apával filmet néztünk a kisebbik laptopon. A Brian életét. Nagyon jó volt. Közben váltott 00:00-ra apa telefonja. Pont láttam, amint átértünk 2012-be. El is kiáltottam magam, hogy B. Ú. É. K.! Aztán elaludtam. De akkor már a Twilight ment. Azt hiszem.

Így múlt el a szünet. Jó volt nagyon. Kicsit sajnálom is, hogy holnap már iskola. De a fogalmazást legalább megírtam.

Prepare

2012-01-19T20:59:00.007+01:00

Bye-bye winterclouds happiness is all around!

Winter's not been over yet and not even showed his real freezing self so far which means no snowmen no sledging and boys couldn't declare no snowball war on us but deep inside I can feel spring's on her way and beneath this greyness i can sense that all the little things are starting preparing for her arrival but now it's just confusing cos all around seems like kinda messy all in dirt the streets and people are like you know not smiling but in the hurry. And me well i'm tired a bit too there's a lot to study i can tell you but i am still able to smile and feel no need to rush. All i miss is green it'd make my day for sure but I'm okay with it I can wait. till then i'll prepare. this quick drawing i made by ArtRage is about my waiting for spring and that happy sunshine. see you later oh and don't forget to be prepared! Lili out

Me & My Rumini - Flipbook

2011-12-19T17:39:00.011+01:00

Finally! Dad did it! Kept his promise and created a flipbook version of my Rumini writeup. It's much better and nicer than i've expected it's like those fancy books on the net it's like turning real pages of a book and now it is my book and i'm very happy now. However i didn't quite like that much the book i wrote about actually but it's no a problemo for me cos last Friday with my class of 4.b as i mentioned in my last post we went to the theater and saw rumini on stage. a different rumini actually no mouse in it all played by humans and it was kind of cool i mean i liked it and think it was better than any of the rumini books. to bo frank with you i've only read 2 and a half of them so far so i might be wrong. Okay i can't type more cos we are about to go to iceskate. So see you later folks! LiLi out

Oh i forgot! You can check it out HERE! Big click if you're interested but i tell you it's in hungarian! well there are some old drawings of mine in it though. you may gonna find them funny for sure. maybe gonna be worth it. okay off i go and tell you i'm real real excited.

About the bird

2011-12-16T20:25:00.004+01:00

Ticket to Ferrit Island

Today we went to the Hungarian Theater to see Rumini on the stage. our whole class. the 4.b. It was a surprise thing a reward for us having collected the most recyclable paper this year. only the parents were let into this but they kept mum about it and for now i wanted to post my write up about Rumini the book we've read this semester at school but dad said he was busy at the moment to help me out with this cos it's quite long and it'd be better to create a flipping book out of it but we don't have the tool so he must search it on the net. he suggested posting something about animals this time it might have been of birdies.

I'm the nightingale and talking to a silly parrot

Actually it is a good topic. i even played a nightingale in a puppetshow in english camp this summer i mean i was a puppeteer and beside the nightingale i played one more role in that very same play but i can't remember now which it was. i like birds. for example crows have arrived at szentendre. they are like thick kinda birds you sure know they are like grazing through the town and parks picking up any kind of things they could find sometimes it's very funny as they try to crack up things like lost toys and things like that. At early dawn i saw a crow on the top of a tall tree singing in a cracked voice and the bird was alone and lonely and me on my way to school i mean rorate but I found that voice nice in that greyness of the morning and however was real harsh but it sounded kinda clear too cos there was no sound only his and no cars no wind no barking, no people, no buzzing only that crow singing and i think it was nice. maybe sad too but it may be only cos of that awful smell of this early winter you know that chimney smell right? it was like the first bird in town after santa had gone home. oh and i've started to work on a picture of santa as a young boy.

Mother jay...

That moth I was talking about

okay and now it just comes to my mind that a few days ago i wrote of the szender of our garden or you might call it hummingbird hawkmoth. i don't know if it's correct or not it's on the wikipedia. Well not a bird but the most beautiful birdlike moth. anyway i found a picture of it on mom's computer and it was taken by her this summer in our garden and i just thought i'd share it and i bumped into our jays too that had invaded our place and killed lots of baby blackbirds. we saw lots of fight and blackbirds hardly won. this picture dad took shows some youngsters waiting by our pond for their parents to come back from hunting i think they were being taught they are quite nice i guess i like birds of this size. crows and jays. of course you could add here the pigeon i saved and mentioned in an older post of mine and all the penguins I've ever happened to draw and I tell you I've drawn a real lot.

...and the sons

oh and you know what? i like elmo singing elmo's song which is big bird's song too. and that's really lovely makes me dance and sing along. oh you must see it!

and one real funny pal is peter griffin. dad likes it too and sometimes when he watches it on comedy central and mom's taking a bath he lets me join for some funny parts and one of my favourite is peter singing bird is the word surfing birds peter gonna tell you about the birds it's just so mad and insane and funny that bird dance i just love it and laugh it when i'm allowed to watch it.

oh i've got a lot in mind of birds see? if i had a couple of more minutes for blogging i could write a lot more but i'm ordered to go and take a shower so have to say see you later and hopefully with my rumini book having been posted. bye!

Advent

2011-12-14T20:42:00.012+01:00

God protect us

Nem tudhatom, hogy másnak e tájék mit jelent,

nekem…

…az otthonom. Itt áll a ház, amiben lakom apával és anyával. A kutyám is itt él velünk. Kacinak hívják. Aztán lakik még két nyúl is kint a kertben, a kiszáradt orgonabokor alatt. Tavunk is van. Aranyhalak, békák és háton úszó poloskák osztoznak rajta. Nyáron gyakori vendég a szender és a százszínű szitakötő. Az udvarban hatalmas, rigófüttyös fenyőfák állnak. Hónuk alatt egy szelíd cseresznyefa, rajta a mókus törzsvendég. Aztán van még fügénk is, csak pici még. Kertünk körül fagyalból van a sövény. Kapunk viszont nincsen. Csak a helye. Ide hozza nekem a levelet a postás. A ház címe: "Szentendre, Otelló köz 6 szám".

Ha kimerészkedem a közből, a Csabagyöngyére jutok. Innen meredek kaptató fut az imaházig. Olyan meredek, hogy a biciklit félúttól már anyának is tolni kell. Ha pedig fentről visszanézek, látom lent a háztetőnket. A távolban dimbes-dombos a táj. A térkép szerint arra van Dobogó-kő és Visegrád. Én azonban a Kálvária felé járok. Arra visz az út az iskolámhoz. Ha sietős, a fogászatnál átvágok. Innen gyökérlépcső fut a Bükkösig. Abban szákkal fogtunk egyszer egy csukát is, meg aranyhalat, sánta rákot, puszta kézzel vízisiklót, volt vagy másfél méteres. Egy japán turista még le is fényképezett. A jobb parton piacozni szoktak. Ha lejövünk, mindig veszünk kürtőskalácsot. Kakaósat. A patak bal partján, szemben a piaccal áll a régi óvodám. Mögötte, a Bajcsy-Zsilinszky Endre utca 4. alatt van az iskola. Úgy hívják, hogy Szent András. Oda járok minden hétköznap reggel fél nyolcra. Illetve, hadd pontosítsak! Most december van, roráté, ezért első utam hajnali misére a templomba vezet. A Péter-Pálba. Mert az az én templomom. Az én Istenem háza. Vasárnaponként is itt hallgatjuk a misét. Mise után pedig pitát veszünk a töröknél. Persze van még itt könyvtár, Spar és orvosi rendelő, HÉV állomás, éttermek, terek, utcák, meg a Duna. Nem is folytatom. A sor igen hosszúra nyúlna. A lényeg az, hogy nekem ez mind a Haza. Aztán, ha vonatra ülök és Kaposvárig zötyögök, akkor is csak hazajövök. Mert engem ott is egy otthon vár. Ott lakik az egyik nagymamám s nagypapám. De Mernyére sem idegenbe megyek. Ott a másik két nagyszülőm és egy dédi vár.

Hát ilyen nagy az én kis hazám.

okay that's mainly the reason that i couldn't check in yesterday. had a lot of homework even had to write 2 esseys, one of our future school and one about my homeland you could read above about what it means to me. to write about the future was a fun thing i laughed a lot while making. the homeland piece started like real difficult i mean what is homeland really? and how should i feel about it. dad said don't bother with big things and just write about places i could call home and that gonna cover the whole point of the task. to help me understand what he meant he showed me a poem called Nem tudhatom by a poet named Radnóti i've never heard of him before but there're a few translations of the poem here. I can't say it is a personal favourite and some parts were kind of confusing to me but dad told me to concentrate how the poet seems to feel of certain things, details, things that others might consider insignificant and i found some lines quite nice this one for example and now i'll repeat what the poet said word for word:

and what is targeted as rail or factory
is just a lineman by his signal-box to me,
and children watch him wave his red flag for the guard,
and sheepdogs roll and tumble in the foundry yard;

that's kinda nice i think, imagine that komondor rolling and tumbling. Komondor is a huge dog, real big and it's like a giant turning that somersault. i copied the whole essey cos i like it cos it's really me and it sounds like poem and i like to read it out lout but only in hungarian cos it didn't sound that interesting and funny and playful in english at all.

At my first communion

And here's some little something about that we are right in the middle of the advent calendar and christmas eve's really nearing. and every morning i get up real early at 5.45 am and go to church cos it's rorate and it is something that's almost the most peaceful thing i can imagine. Oh i've totally forgot to tell you about my first reception of the Sacrament of the Holy Eucharist. it was several months ago actually. we practiced a lot in school in religion class and in the end it was a big thing truely said. after that even the church seems a lot smaller and more comfortable and everything is so close to me now. here i am on the left at my first communion.

but i must confess sometimes it's not that easy to keep all those rules. after a wrongdoing i had to write an essey of how to behave at church. it was all cos I was playing with a tissue during mass not paying attention and the teachers caught me on the act. i think it was before my first communion. that's my essey below. it had to be at least 1 page! my appology was accepted but Lizie had to write another one cos it was found to be not honest enough. but mine is here if you were interested (in hungarian cos it's too long for now to translate):

Hogyan kell viselkedni a templomban

(Pásztohy Lili bünti írása)

Ma, 2011. május másodikán reggel az iskolamisén megtéptem egy papírzsepit. Nem tudok felhozni semmit a mentségemre. Tudom, nem cselekedtem helyesen. Őszintén sajnálom. Megbántam. Ezzel a fogalmazással is szeretnék bocsánatot kérni Szilvi nénitől, Marcsi nénitől és azoktól az osztálytársaimtól, akik rendben végighallgatták a szent misét. Persze, az atyától és a ministránsoktól is. Szóval mindenkitől. Istent most nem írom ide, mert neki már elmondtam délután a templomajtóban, míg apa, anya és Márta, a mamám a sarkon beszélgettek és nyalták a fagyijukat. Odabent miséztek, és égtek a gyertyák, és olyan nyugalmas volt. Az az igazság, hogy eközben egy kicsit furán is éreztem magam, mert a hátam mögött, a téren László atya éppen egy öreg bácsival beszélgetett, és az egésztől annyira összezavarodtam, hogy köszönés nélkül jöttem el, amikor apa kiáltott, hogy "Lili, most már mennünk kellene, mert a Márta lekési a HÉV-et!". A templom sarkánál apa megkérdezte, hogy köszöntem-e az atyának, és én bevallottam, hogy nem, de rögtön hozzá tettem azt is, hogy emiatt nagyon rosszul érzem magam, de nem bírtam rávenni a lábaimat, hogy visszavigyenek a templom elé.

A rossz dolgaim így rakódtak szép rendben a vállamra, és nem igazán tudtam, hogy könnyíthetnék a lelkiismeretemen. Ó, és azt el sem mondtam, hogy mikor annál a fagyizónál jártunk, ahol lapáttal mérik a fagyit, és lehet felesben is kérni a gombócot, leesett a kis kereszt a láncomról. Akkor már tudtam, hogy nagy a baj…

Ekkor mondtam el anyuéknak, hogy mi történt reggel a templomban. Azt, hogy a Marcsi nénitől kapott papír zsebkendőt megtéptem, amit a Szilvi néni mérgesen elvett tőlem. Elvette Aliztól és Katától is. Azt is elmeséltem, hogy én nem is téptem meg annyira, mint a barátnőim, és hogy talán nem is én voltam a fő kolompos, de apa ezt nem akarta végig hallgatni, mert szerinte nem a tépkedés miatt kell bűnhődnöm. Mire én: "De, de, a Szilvi néni mondta!". Meg, hogy ezt az írást, aminek minimum egy oldalt kell kitennie, pont ezért rótták ki ránk, mert a templomban, a mise alatt nem tépkedjük csíkokra a papírzsepit, és apát az sem érdekelte, hogy én igazából csak egyetlen csíkot téptem belőle, azt is rögtön eldugtam a nadrágom zsebébe. Ki is vettem, és meg is mutattam neki! De apa csak arra volt kíváncsi, hogy miről beszélt a pap a templomban, és nekem akkor őszintén be kellett vallanom, hogy nem tudom. Annyira sem emlékeztem az egészből, mint egy hörcsögfarok, márpedig az igen pirinyóka, és csak akkor látszik, amikor nyújtózkodik a jószág. Szóval, igen, nem figyeltem. Nem emlékszem semmire, csak a zsepire, és hogy milyen jó lett volna aludni egy kicsit, vagy valahol máshol lenni. És hogy bárcsak lenne egy igazi kutyusom. Vagy hogy az ebnevelde.hu-n jó lenne egy hatodik kutya is, de az már ötven aranycsont, úgyhogy inkább mégse kell. Pedig én szeretek templomba járni, őszintén írom. De ma reggel valahogy nem volt olyan, mint máskor. Mint vasárnap reggelente anyával és apával. Bár apa a legutóbbi három vasárnapot kihagyta! És, apuci, ez azért rosszaság, mert egyszer például azért nem jöttél, mert a tévében nézted a forma 1-et! Jó, tudom, most megint másról beszélek, és nem az én dolgaimról. Bocsi!

Egy szó, mint száz, helytelenül viselkedtem, és ígérem, igyekszem jóvá tenni. Odafigyelni a pap szavára, és tanulni belőle. És még ideírom magamnak azt is, hogy nem szabad beszélgetni, másokat zavarni, mert a templom azért is van, hogy aki oda belép könnyebben találjon utat Istenhez, és ebbe senki sem rondíthat bele például zsebkendőszaggatással. Meg aztán senki se nézelődjön csak úgy a nagyvilágba. Figyelmünkkel tiszteljük meg az atyát, aki segít eljutni az igaz és helyes dolgokhoz. Nagy hirtelen ezek jutottak eszembe a megfelelő templomi viselkedésről. Az én lelkiismeretem megkönnyebbült, hogy ezt leírtam. Igyekszem jobb lenni és jónak maradni. Apa pedig megígérte, hogy reggelre megjavítja a kis keresztemet.

But i don't wanna sound sad now or something cos i'm really not and before leaving let me share this picture of me with my handful advent wreath. so tiny and so nice and 3 of its 4 tiny candles have already lit. it's not a traditional advent wreath you see. evergreen but made of metal and the fourth candle supposed to be rose. but i feel like it comes from my very heart and soul.

It feels like holding a warm and fragile
babybird in your hands

Twilight

2011-12-12T16:06:00.014+01:00

Victor looking like Edward

After finally I got the chance to watch the first 3 films of the Twilight saga a couple of weeks ago yesterday Zsófi and me had a look at the 4th one cos Zsófi's father has it on his laptop. the quality was real bad i mean i could hear some laughing and even people were chatting in the background so it wasn't a good one but i just couldn't resist the whole thing is so thrilling all the movies though we didn't watch this last one from the beginning to the end cos Zsófi had already seen it and she jumped through the boring scenes. not a big deal i'm gonna go to the movies and watch it again with my parents. They were a bit upset about me watching the film and they were not knowing about it but i said they'd just let me see the first 3 so i tought they might be okay with me watching it without them watching it first. and dad said we'd go to the cinema and watch it on big screen cos it'd be much cooler so i can't wait. for the last couple of weeks I've been a big twilight fan. My favourit is alice's character and Jacob. i know from dóri that he was sharkboy in that other movie. Edward is kind of i don't know i think jacob is more handsome. i can't post any drawings of him only of Edward. Actually i drew it several months ago and it is not edward at all but i think it could be. he is victor from corpse bride which is another excellent movie i used to watch louds of times. i didn't finish it cos i thought it was a failed one but now it just resembles edward very much this paleness very much of a vampire. as mom and i were about to go off to ice skate i told dad that i wish i were a vampire but dad said rather not. and this is my favourite vampire song and it's of antsy pants and without that fword in the clip it'd be a perfect match.

Separated

2011-12-11T13:27:00.005+01:00

When blue is out of reach...

Actually i've got lots of idea of separation. I consider it as an easy task to do. The one above was drawn after I'd seen Grrramone Williebaronet's interpretation of his giant being separeted from his own reflection in the mirror. My white giant doesn't need mirror to know it's a white giant. in his mirror everything is just pure white anyway but this white giant of mine sometimes when its eyes are closed feels that there is something not white outside somewhere i mean it doesn't call it a certain color cos in its world all exists in white even his mind works in white but when its eyelids are down this whiteness weakens and something else can be sensed so that's one thing that makes my giant being feel separated.

Okay i've got here something called love or attachment don't know how to translate the title of this poem my great grandpa wrote about a pear that grew ripe and fell to the ground and the twig felt relief to be relieved of its burden but then the lack of its load became to grow into a void inside and now that the hailstorm have broke it off the tree and the little twig's lying beneath beside the pear can feel real relief.

I drew the pear and mom put on the colors and set off the outlines and it really looks nicer and we gave this to great grandpa for christmas like 4 or 5 years ago. i think he was 80 or 85 at that time. i don't know he's very old. My original drawing was made a couple of years earlier though. I was not even a kindergartener i guess.

Okay and this last one I promised willie to post and it is a cartoon we made together mom and dad and me and it's called rainbow bunny. We drew it together. sure it is obvious which part was my work. okay some help. the hedgehog and the typing was put down by father so the biggest part was mom's and mine. don't know how the story came probably was created by the three of us of a lost rainbow bunny. actually in hungarian the story sounds much better. i mean rainbow bunny is not the proper word for Szivárványos Musz-musz. hope you'll enjoy it as much as i do.

Illness, Music & St. Lucy

2011-12-09T13:50:00.009+01:00

good day everybody! it’s 9^th of December. time crawls real slow and to top it all I’ve been ill since Wednesday and when I’m saying ill I really mean it. We’ve just got back from the doc’s and i’m ordered to stay in bed through the next couple of days and there’s some real ugly pills to take too. and it’s sad cos I gonna miss st. Lucy’s day at school where this day is a fun market day and if I wasn’t that ill I could have carried my self-made goods to the school fair too. you know the big gym is the marketplace for this day where all students are allowed to sell and buy their own handmade stuffs during the breaks. great fun actually and I was going to present my self-designed lollypops but it is not gonna happen. (to see some of my last year's goodies click back here!) So here are 2 pictures one of them was taken on last year’s lucy eve and the other on the eve a year earlier when I was a second grader and on that pic I’m wearing a traditional kind of national costume (sweater is not part of that!) cos there is this folk custom on st lucy’s day you know accompanied by some singing and acting and I was part of that too.

But I’ve got here something cooler too mom showed me on youtube and it’s really great. a girl like me at my age singing rolling in the deep with her brothers and it’s so cool and I wish I could sing that way but this song is really hard to sing right. you know what watch it now and I gonna go on with my story after that…

How was it? Hard to tell anything right? Lilla my best friend ever during our kindergarten years told me when she stayed here for a sleepover a few weeks ago it’s not a big deal she could have made it but I don’t think so. She’s just jealous but it’s okay. still love her. to be honest I’ve been trying to sing it constantly with no success. I’d like to study rock singing. but here at school we only do folk songs which is not a bad thing at all but it’d be great to learn rolling in the deep as well.

talking of folk songs I proudly tell you that I was picked to participate at a singing contest presented by my music school and we had to sing 2 Hungarian folk songs in front of the jury and it went well however my performance wasn’t perfect enough to get a prize. but all of the participants got a nice certificate. I scanned it and the noted folk song on it was collected by Kodály something like 100 years ago and it is his handwriting.

Oh and finally mom and dad allowed me to present here my first ever violin performance on stage which is very funny for me to watch now and I tell you it really gives me that pink flush over my cheeks but I’m proud of it at the same time. It took place something like 3 years ago and there was santa in town and I played in front of him. Just imagine!

the truth is I’d have liked to play the guitar but there was no guitar class launched at that time so I play the violin. actually dad found a private guitar player for me but he was a man and I saw him playing in his band in that summer and he made those faces while playing and it was quite strange so I said no but now I regret to have turned him down. But you know I was just a kindergartener. but I have my guitar and I remember the time it was bought and as we got home I started to play it in our garden at that very moment. Here it is. I attached the video here but I just hardly can watch myself it’s a bit embarrassing but I can deal with it and hey it’s fun right?

Brigade - The Chickens

2011-12-08T21:13:00.002+01:00

The Chickens
Alize, Juli and me, Lili

hey guys finally it’s done. I thought I’d not come up with any material for brigade cos the hours were ticking away fast and now I got it. our brigade. the Chickens. it’s a school thing. There is this competition, a general thing – math, grammar, literature, and so on all in one quite a thick pile of paper to fill out month after month during this semester I tell you, so here’s this competition open to elementary students and all of these students of our grade level form 3 piece teams at their school to work together on these papers. So our team was named by Juli and we became The Chickens. I think it’s quite a brigade and I drew here a lettering piece our names and it is inspired by williebaronet (again and again) and I put our pictures below my williewritings matched by our names. First I wanted to use other pictures of us but mom said we were not allowed without the permissions of Juli’s and Aliez’s mother so she helped me to make them unidentifiable by using her photoshop. So that’s the story behind my picture. hope you’ll like it. bye lili out!

More about me and animals

2011-12-07T21:46:00.013+01:00

Okay! More about me and the animals. I love most of them. Some I like more and some I like even more than that. Most I love is dog.

My Kaci sleeps most of the time

Any kind of dog but big playful dogs like Rottweilers beat all of the others. Zeno down the road for example. He’s a dear pet and extremely good at fetching. Once stole my sandwich though. Unfortunately we don’t have garden big enough to keep one that big so we picked Kaci or maybe she picked us I’m no sure. not plays much. mostly just sleeps. but still a good buddy. can’t do tricks but I’m okay with that.

Gala in Paris
Checking out Idéfix

Love my bear as well. you know Galagonya Úr? I’ve already mentioned him, right? Mr. Hawthorn. kind of a teddy bear. with me for ages. guess a half year younger than me. on my phone there’s an application that switches things from positive to negative and I figured it out that all the living things appear on the screen in a warm color and guess what! Mister Hawthorn’s color turns into this and it was really a surprise I mean I’d kinda known or felt that he has a living soul but that was something like a real proof and mom said hey that’s something! I asked Jesus for a warm coat for him for Christmas.

We couldn't save her

Love penguins as well. Have drawn a lot. e. g. here. A macaroni / royal. Quite a good one I think. and yesterday I told you how to help them protect them from that oil mass. And of course bats. Once mom and me while walking Kaci found a bat creeping on the road. He was black and small like a matchbox. and wounded and we tried to save him took him home made him comfy called the vet too who gave him injection but passed away by morning. Oh and this summer tried to save a beautiful Aesculapian snake too but all in vain. It was sad cos pedestrians were screaming at it and kicked it like mad. The snake’d already made it cross the road however badly wounded but on the pavement it got trapped and all the people went berserk and we took it home but died shortly after on the grass. coughed up blood. it was really sad and quiet I mean the moment it passed away. we were around and helped her through. I think the snake was a lady. and we buried her by the hawthorn in our garden and was laid like a crescent hugging the tree. Oh but there's someone I did save! we found a carrier pigeon down by the Bükkös creak in really bad shape. barely could stand so we took him home. he was ringed and we checked his registered number in an online database then in no minute we got his owner and called him and told us to leave it alone cos it probably just hit a pole or something and in a couple of hours it will be good. So we took the pigeon up to the attic opened a window and gave him seeds and water. it was a safe place to get through the night with no cats or dogs around and next morning when we went up to see how he was doing he was sitting by the open window ready to take off. here is the picture we'd taken of him minutes before he left us for good.

Before leaving he looked back to say thanks

"I'd like to save animals."

I guess I like all living creatures. and help them protect them and I tell you there’s a lot to do in a city like mine. I’d like to be a vet. maybe in Texas. I saw their rescue team on the telly. they do a lot saved a lot of animals. Mom likes my future plans and kind of pride of that and shared this homework of mine on the net (maybe you have to click on like if you wanna see mom said but it's in hungarian so you don't really need to follow that link) and said many people liked it and they were proud of me too which is good I think cos it shows that lots of people think of this the way I do and I think I’m right about it.

Anyaros' cows and a 3 days old baby calf

I don’t like hunting very much. I know there are places where it is a must do thing to survive and I like salami and that kind of goodies but also feel pity for the prey. I’m not a hunter type and think I can’t harm a living thing but I consider hunting to be a better choice than keeping animals like cows and the likes in those big farms as slaves waiting to be killed. I don’t know. Grandpa Anyaros has a lot of cows they are kept for milk. one of them even a prize winner. she’s a huge one. they have a wide open field for wandering but must spend lots of time in a big barn where they’re surrounded by bar gates and there being born as a bull is not much of any kind of luck. calves can’t stay with their moms too long and most of the male ones only live a few weeks then they become liver paste and things like that. Anyaros says that’s the way it goes cos people must eat meat too and the earth is a very crowded place with lots of hungry stomachs needed to be filled. And I must confess that I like those salamis and things but if I could I’d save all of the calves too. well I can’t but I always hug and kiss them whenever I’m down there.

Poor boar...

Last weekend dad took me to a pig killing which is an old tradition around here. this one lasted a couple of days but we managed to get there on the second day cos the day before I had a violin concert with our string orchestra. there were a domestic pig and a wild boar too. when we arrived those two were in pieces and the sausage filling was about to happen in which I took part and kind of enjoyed it. that raw meat was quite tasty actually but those sausages will have to be put in the smoking chamber and other things were buried in salt. I had a closer look at the boar’s boiled skull and took out some of the teeth out of which I gonna make something nice maybe a necklace. I don’t know. Mom couldn’t come but later I told her the whole story which kinda made her sad I think cos she wept a bit over the death of those animals but I hugged her and told her that they died instantly and gave us a lot to eat through the winter through the year and it’s much more delicious than those wrapped up things at the mall. so I think it was worth it and actually I had a real good time with my cousins.

One of my cousine and me
This gonna be a real tasty sausage

Okay I wrote that much cos tomorrow I probably won’t have the time and I still have to come up with something for illustration Friday. brigade is the word. oh and I couldn’t manage to create Kaci’s hat yesterday and I think gonna put it off for a while. and by the way santa put lots of chocolate in my boots even a cute little teddy bear was found so I think I’ve been good this year and I promise to write a lot in my blog. okay that’s all for now about me and the animals. See you later. Who knows? might be tomorrow…

Kaci & me

2011-12-06T17:50:00.002+01:00

hey, have i mentioned that I’ve got a dog? I have one! She’s been around since summer and is adopted from the Noah's Ark Animal Shelter Foundation. It’s a Yorkshire terrier similar in appearance to a dwarflike fox. we gave her the name Kacifánt. No sure how to translate it. my dictionary says convolution is the right word but it sounds a bit grrr to me I mean pronouncing it feels like there’s no heart in it so but she can be called Kacat too which is jumble in English if I’m right but anyway we just call her Kaci for short. it’s all cos at the beginning she was kinda hard to figure out and looked very shabby and unkempt and shy and full of fears. No sure how old she is. I guess old. very old. and so tiny and loveable and has a coat too but hardly enjoy socializing with other dogs. Not really. rather likes sticking with us her new pack even though she’s not that kind of outdoor type. Hates rain and winter and smoke and prams but what she loves more than anything else is mom. there’s a bond and that is plain as the nose on your face I mean it is that obvious but I’m not jealous cos she licks my fingers all the same. little stinky but we are still happy to have her around at last. Okay. you might be curious why I’m writing all of this post about Kaci right now. Well, it’s cos I am busy designing her warm santa hat. I’ve got some idea but no sure what to do with those ears. I’ve already made a couple of sketches (I scanned a page you can see here below) and actually sawed a prototype with no success. to be frank dogs ain’t like this kind of gear. coat seems okay and useful hat doesn’t. nevertheless I decided to make one for santa which is tonight. maybe she’ll change her mind and wear it sometimes. no pressure though. anyway it could come in handy. for example do you remember those penguins trapped by that leaking oil tanker? poor things trying to get rid of that deadly poison using their beak but were not able to without swallowing part of it which is the end for a feathery thing like a penguin. but good people from all around the world knitted little survivor suits to protect the birds until the rescue teams managed to wash that oil off one by one. seen the pictures of those queuing penguins dressed in those fancy knitted gears waiting for being washed? well that was really heartwarming. I wish I’d knit. grandma can. I think I’m gonna give it a try. Well lots of words for a day. guess that is enough. hope you are okay with them. See you later. Bye!

Round - Sorry to keep you waiting...

2011-12-01T13:30:00.003+01:00

I know it’s already December that’s more or less the start of winter up here in the northern hemisphere and I haven’t written much since summer though lots of things happened but haven’t felt like typing in the stories. you know school and stuff and found some other interesting things to spare my free time for too. I’m into farmerama right now. I'm not that obsessed kind of farmerama fan but i like to check in daily and it's fun cos i do it with my mom. she helps while I’m in school. we’re at level 22! Anyway been kind of busy these days weeks well months and see? it’s winter and dad said it was a shame you know, me to let you down stop checking you out your blog life. and now I really miss andy willy and all of you so I made a promise to type in my days from now on and have a look at your stuffs as well at least once in every single week and gonna click on illustration Friday too and if it was no enough I’ll tell you about the past 3 or 4 months of my life too in the forthcoming days. okay tomorrow I’m gonna start till then I’ve to sort out all the things have happened to me lately and might be interesting to put them down here. Right! so in this post I told you about this farmerama thing. if you play it too we could be neighbors in case you’d like to. I’m -lilike2- that’s my username. don’t forget the dashes! okay what else?... hm… well it may be enough for now. this evening I might come back and write some more and now I’ll go and find a picture to show you how I’m doing. see you! LiLi out

This was actually an easy thing to draw. I got the tool out of a magic kinder egg you know that right? that chocolate egg with a gizmo toy in it. so in this kinder egg grandpa András gave me i found this drawing tool. a pen or pencil has to be placed in one of the holes on the frame and move it round in circle and it forms this kind of shapelike netlike endless line curving right round crossing itself. i guess it's a loop. it can be much thicker than this one and that'd look almost like no lines to be seen only a fully painted disk. in this case i drew only a loose loop and made it smile. very much like me.

Last Day of Summer

2011-09-04T20:50:00.002+02:00

it's no that sad actually and hey i am back here at last and got a lot to say but you have to wait a bit more bye now LiLi out

It's about Kim!

2011-05-18T10:32:00.001+02:00

you just won't belive it what happened to me. ready? okey here are the facts. morning half past 6 i woke up. okey forced my eyelids open daddy singing stole my blanket it was cold then mum came with the hot chocolate i hate mornings i tell you okey and then i had to dress put on socks and stuff and then my turn in the bathroom teeth and face and the likes and then it happened there was it hiding on my messy desk among the things i've not been able to get rid of but that was special cos that was a box from FLORIDA!!! florida's in the usa you know so so far from here. oh my first parcel from a blogfriend. and this blogfriend of mine is kim who happens to be a soggy dog in florida wow this is the first time and i am so happy and excited and i cant wait 2 and a half more hours for opening it but i have to cos first comes my violin lesson and this time i'm gonna be accompanied on the piano too and i'd have known my piece by heart by now but i don't but the point is i got this box from florida and i'm very very happy oh and kim is the girl who won my contest months ago along with the artist and illustrator adrew finnie from australia and an other girl apple but she didn't told me her adress cos she needed more time to know and gave me the adress and i think i'm gonna give that declined parcel away i think my pick might be symphaty for devil (brrrr) indra who's never felt the snow or maybe willie baronet who is rrramone or jack. i don't know yet. kim was the first who got the parcel cos i read her comment and i knew from that cos she wrote it as well that she has something for me cos i made her smile. So a couple of hours and we will see and smile! Oh no picture this time from here i can't manage but later on i'll took some and post some here bye LiLi out have to go bye

Safari disco

2011-05-17T12:24:00.003+02:00

Hi everybody! I've just checked our last friday word which is safari and i have to admit that i am one of the keenest supporters of all kinds of safari things and this month issue of the nat geo kids has a lot on Linger which is the tiger lion hybrid and other interesting stuff. but anyway my piece is not that huge i made it at a creative workshop for kids held by cellux art group and the girl is one of mum's friend from the university and for my project we used only recycled things and some other out of the litter bin goodies and it was great fun to do and i made among other things this picture card collage named forest disco but now it really seems to be a 100 % safari piece with my monkeys, right?

oh and talking of monkeys! we have this dear old baboon retired from a circus but now she's in the chains and a rickety shack providing shelter from our outside world and she's a bit fatty and not moving that much just sitting there and it's much sadder than it might sound now i tell you. But there is this noé állatotthon alapítvány who wants to do some good things for her and you can do your part too offering things for which others can bid money so we together can bild her loveshack a bit of safari out of our heart. so far there's only our piece to bid for and he is a tarsier mum made but you can bid for other things in favour of other animals in need. So it's up to you too think of it. click here to see linda and click here if you can help.

From now I'm a NatGeo Kids drawing contest winner!

2011-05-16T20:15:00.003+02:00

It's on the last page of the may issue of the magazin and i'm very proud of it cos it's the first time and now i'm 1 of 10 whose drawings were found good enough to be published. oh and my prize! But before that i've to tell you about the competition which was about circus and i sent my old drawing of the tightrope dancer among the stars who's trying to reach out to the moon. you've already known that one haven't you? so for that I've got 2 books one of them a circus story but that book i'd already have and that's an other story cos last year i was at the palace of arts which is in Budapest and there was that exhibition and my mum's painting on the wall too and there was lots of activities for children and ági szalóki's concert which was totally cool and it was gingalló you must google it and there were lots of children's book writers and illustrators and there they showed us their new books and they talked of them and they asked us questions and i answered one of them so i got the book. and that was the book i won at the nat geo kids' circus competition. See, i got the same book as a year before and i didn't want to keep both of them so i deceided to give the second copy to my classmates and it is now on a shelf in my classroom. Oh and not only the tightrope dancer drawing i sent but wrote a story about my circus too. and i almost forgot that i also won a deck of cards. so that's all for now. and i'm sorry that i've not been around so often these days but I've been given a lot of homework, exercises, papers recently. okey bye LiLi out

oh and here is a photo of me and a clown (there were lots of clowns around there, lots of fun) and módra ildikó i mean ildikó módra who wrote the story of Trapp and trapp is a horse who had a decent job in the circus but his circus went bankrupt and closed down and the horse had to find his own way of living through lots of adventure. So that is me picked out of the audience answering the question and bingo got the book.

and the illustrator who was there too though not pictured here drew me in it. It is Trapp. Nice right? I'll show you below.

okey one last thing. for the competition attached to my tightrope dancer drawing i sent my own story of a circus adventure of mine. i share it with you too now but it's in hungarian i'm no in the mood for translating it and it's over 8 o'clock have to go to bed and a lot of exams ahead this week gonna be kind of rough or something like that you know what i mean well read if you can here it is:

A cirkusz

Ó, a Cirkusz! Nagyon szeretem. Amikor Szentendrén jár a vándorcirkusz, mindig megnézem őket. Pedig nincs is igazi oroszlánjuk és tigrisük, ahogy azt a plakáton mutatják, és Piroska, a légtornászlány sem úgy néz ki a valóságban, mint azon a hirdetőtáblán a Kaiser's mellett. De engem nem zavar. Szeretek cirkuszba járni. Jó a szaga. És lehet izgulni, hogy vajon a késdobáló most az én apukámat választja-e ki a közönségből a nagy mutatványához.

Egy szó, mint száz, idén tavasszal is jöttek, mi pedig természetesen elmentünk. Apa meg én. Az első sorba ültünk le. Rajtunk kívül csak egy szomorú bácsika üldögélt a nézőtéren. Egész előadás alatt csak sóhajtozott, hogy hajajj, meg ejnye. Mikor apa elment nekem perecért, gondoltam, megkérdem már tőle, miért lógatja annyira az orrát. Azt mondta, hogy ő a bohóc, de már jó ideje senki sem nevet rajta. Úgyhogy már ki sem megy a porondra. Nagyon megsajnáltam. A cirkusz bohóc nélkül nem is cirkusz!

No, amikor apa visszatért a büféből, mondtam neki, hogy tartsa a perecet, amíg kimegyek a mosdóba. De nem oda mentem ám! Csak hátra, a sátor sarkába. Ott aztán előhúztam a zsebemből a piros krumpliorrom, felhelyeztem és elkiáltottam magam:

- Itt van, megjött Lili bohóc!

Na, erre mindenki nagyot nézett. A zenekar elhallgatott, a pudliparádé abbahagyta a parádézást a porondon. Én ekkor odacsámpáztam a nagyon szomorú öreg bácsikához, mélyen a szemébe néztem, és azt mondtam:

- Csiribú, csiribá, nevess te záptojás!

Egy darabig csak nézett, aztán lassan elkezdett mosolyogni. De úgy ám, mint az igazi bohócok, akiknek az egyik szeme mindig sír, a másik pedig nevet. S amikor már igazán bohócosan csillogott az arca, felkötöttem neki a krumpli orromat, és odasúgtam a fülébe:

- Most légy te a bohóc!

Hiszed, vagy sem, így lett az én vándorcirkuszomnak újra bohóca, és attól a naptól kezdve az előadásokon a sátor majd kipukkadt a nevetéstől.

I feel bad and sure you know why so I'd like to offer my apology for the delay and the absence

2011-04-01T15:48:00.001+02:00

A couple of weeks earlier I thought I'd never come back here coz I felt so bad about not keeping my promise and there are at least three blog friends of mine having been waiting for me to show up or well those parcels for months and now I really feel oh I don't know how and dad said if I was gonna write some letters everything'd be back on the old funny track and now as I'm writing again it feels sure better now and the three packages with the things you won are ready to post. Promise I didn't want to get away with it I'm not that kind of girl I just said to myself day after day okay next monday okay next week okay tomorrow oh my God I totally forgot but I'll do it after school and so on and on and on and see I'm here and the job's still not done. So please forgive me and tomorrow afternoon after Ajsa's birthday party I'll sit down and type in more details about the last three months too coz lots of things just happened and lots of drawings have been drawn since. But bye for now and here is a little snippet of what's in those boxes. It's like a peekaboo and you have to find me or okay I'd like it if you found me and were still interested. So see you later! LiLi out!

Resolution - from january 3

2011-01-03T18:43:00.001+01:00

well i made only one new year's resolution to decrease the amount of chocolate i eat i mean i should and not cos of my teeth i brush them twice a day and no decay so far though gonna need braces but my getting roundish belly. no big deal though i mean i hate making this kind of resolutions but who knows maybe it'll work right?

but that's no the thing i really wanted to tell you i wanna tell you how it startred and it started with my two legs and i'm thinking now of a much more interesting resolution that'll be perfect for this year for me and it has something to do with those legs of mine so listen up now ready? so my resolution is that i'm gonna try harder to fly on my own not to touch the ground you know lift off like chriss angel cos he can no question and there's no invisible string or trick or something it is real magic so it might be the last time you can see my feet down on the ground. enjoy them!

oh and hey andrew and you ~~franklin~~ sorry apple too your addresses please bye-bye

My happy birthsday gift to my mum

2011-01-01T19:30:00.004+01:00

today seems to be a busy day with lots of typing cos i've just realized that forgot to show you the gift i made to mum cos she had her birthsday yesterday a couple of hours before midnight and i sewed her a little pigglet pillow with a big button nose fasten to the middle. it's white and i outlined by a pink felttip pen and sewed the two parts together by using black thread and it is good to sleep with and for a warm hug. here you can see it in my mum's hand i think they look perfect together. happy birthsday mum and i love you too

The lucky ones

2011-01-01T16:42:00.041+01:00

i've picked you lucky ones i wanted to pick more than only two but my dad said two was more than enough so there is only 2 but i am going to count my pocket money i've saved quite a lot of coins and even have some 1000 forint bills as well to spend on snailmailing so i'll give it a thought but now let me present the winner's list and to prove that there was no underhand work going on i took a photo too see here it is see no names only numbers

first i picked a post i mean two posts and they are number 56 that was my first pick and then came number 30. step two was to see which comments i have on those and picked one from each pile so you can see the pairs. the first winner comes from post 56 wich is no mailman allowed where he left the second comment that says Great story! and that was bookcrafty. winner 2 left a comment on post 30 which is Rare snapshots of my hungry doodle and she wrote Hi Lili, love your sweet little blog. xoxo - Kim. and kim has a real name too which is soggy dog studios! congratulations. and i don't forget you andrew who won my riddle contest you 3 gonna receive your parcels but first i'd have your addresses

oh and those who didn't get picked don't be sad you can try again next year but till then i drew this santa as a consolation prize of a kind to you and you can print it freely and write your names on it and stick it onto the wall for example and you can color it as well this is really a quick thing i created by artrage 2 on my mac and i think it's okay for a consolation prize

... 1 ... happy new year!

2011-01-01T00:07:00.012+01:00

it's 2011 and i got the numbers but too tired can't type much but i made it and still awake and now i have some little something doodledrawing of a kind and they are very quick i really drew them only to illustrate this moment how it feels to see our new number 2011 on the screen and really lots of 1s four of them so happy new year my friends jack and willie and daslav and justin and the witch and mum and i don't now oh tomás and rossichka and really all of you happy new year but i need some sleep now see you later and have some more fun

oh and here is an other one have its own story that i'll tell you later bye

... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ...

2010-12-31T20:46:00.004+01:00

almost there almost there just 3 more hours oh guys i'm so excited and it's my mother's birthsday december 31st 10pm and dad and me we made a delicious cake together i wisked and decorated and it really looks good but mum's not allowed to taste it till ten so it's 1 more hour so till then we are gonna play champions and before midnight i'll pick my names the ones who can join to andrew finnie but now i've to go see you later

Winter

2010-12-26T20:03:00.015+01:00

oh got lots of things to do today and just got a couple of minutes to share my winter letters with you. i gotta tell you that the idea came while scrolling williebaronet and his tricky drawings made me create my own letterstyle version of winter so here it is what do you think? i think the w is perfect and the e and the t are almost there

and i've some more letters to you and this time there's no drawing involved and it is my poem actually that i wrote 1 year ago and it's about cold cold december which is winter so it fits. and wanna know how it came to my mind? i mean that i've this poem of december. well for lunch today we wanted to eat fishsoup that mum made yesterday morning and dad thought it needed some adjustment so in secret at night he played some cooking but forgot to put the thing back in the fridge so today at lunch we had to realize that the whole soup had gone berserk. and then we decieded to go out but both the gyros stand and the chinese restaurant were closed so we had to walk back home in the freezing cold and it was really really cold almost as cold as a year before and dad told me hey lili do you remember your poem and i said oh yeah my poem sure so here it is both the handwritten original in hungarian and i'll give you the translation too and you've to know that the translator is tamás heil a friend of my mum and now i can remember his brother who was meant to draft the plan of our loft studio but couldn't finish it cos he died cos he was very very sick and i drew a magic drawing to him that should have been placed underneath his pillow and that drawing those little ants could have taken that awful illness away piece by piece in their little parcels during the nights while him sleeping but i failed to give it to him and now it feels a bit bad and sad and now i think i'd like to dedicate this poem to him and it's called the winter and it is really an ode

THE WINTER

OH WINTER BEING

SO BITTER

BUT FOR KIDS

A PLEASURE

SUMMER, OH

IS YOUR FOE

AS IT IS HOT

AND YOU ARE NOT

DECEMBER

GIVE US

SOME

EMBER

JULY

HOW

BURNING

YOU ARE

SO BLAZING

AND FLAMING

SO THAT WE'RE ALL

BAKING

Jesus was here

2010-12-25T19:22:00.014+01:00

i mean well not jesus but the angels and tell you what and that's true they were dressed up in black and their wings were black too and there's a very bright greenish rectangle light somewhere around them the size of a brick well i didn't actually see any angels only some parts like the light a head black silhouettes heard the sound of the wings a couple of chuckles here and there and angel whistle so you can put these angelic things together and here they are and it's serious. before yesterday i'd had some doubts maybe that's why i told dad to buy the tree together i don't know and mum told me not to worry cos if my beliving in the angels delivering my gifts was sort of fading it was going to be her who'd take care of my wishes and told me she had already bought me some little something just in case so it was the first time we decorated the tree together and it looks wonderful and we made a lot of ornaments and baked a beautiful chocolate cake and lots of gingerbreads together and even made some tiny parcels to our neighbours and hung them onto their doorhandles secretly and when the sun went down it was time to go for a walk to let the angels do their duties so we decieded to go and see the lonesome dog down the street and wish him a merry christmas but he wasn't there though the visiting wasn't in vain cos on the way we sensed the angels and they were black and hiding but they were there for sure and i can tell you our home was visited by the angels too and i was given lots and lots of gifts i got books a boardgame a mic for singing karaoke a coraline doll that's not available here in hungary! a real sewing machine a box of fortune cockies a beautiful framed poster of a jazzy band of funny animals a plush finger puppet bat a worm shaped thermometer and a dvd a beautiful animation called u that's the title simply u for unicorn and it must be seen for sure cos it is so good we've already watched it and of course mum and dad gave me their gift too which is a beanbag hammockchair. oh and i got a magic box from my gerő and zsombi my cousins and my grandma said on the phone yesterday that there were some boxes under their tree with my name on them oh and today with mum and dad i played a lot sang karaoke and played boardgame and now in bed i'm gonna read one of my new book George's secret key to the universe and it's very very interesting and i'm gonna show you what i gave to mum and dad but first i gotta take some pictures tomorrow and maybe i'll draw something as well okay i have to go now so merry christmas and see you tomorrow bye

so as promised here come my pigs that i made to my mum as gifts for christmas and i pictured them on my pansydaisy bag. the other gift that i gave to my father can't show you cos it is a huge posterlike drawing of dad as he's shooting the basketball while me and mum are cheering

No mailman allowed!

2010-12-23T13:08:00.017+01:00

i know i know i'm a bit late again but finally i figured out what this mail thing was about for me and i have to link here mister foster's animation of no mail delivery where i found my idea of MAIL cos he mentioned that awful dog spray too then bingo i just knew what to do so here is the dog who actually likes every kind of mailmen but it is his face that makes it hard to belive but he can't help it right? he was born like this you know and all he got is that damn dog spray all the time but he always forgives them for that and keeps on hoping for a real friend cos his master is real grumpy and never hugs him just tells him keep out stinky dog and bark at those kids and mailmen and that no good master even pinned a sign sayin no mailman allowed which means no more bad news but it's not the way to keep them out right anyway poor dog my heart i'll hug you and i tell you no need to worry cos you know his bark is worse than his bite or something like that bye

Blog anniversary & Giveaways

2010-12-14T16:18:00.021+01:00

hey everyone I've already mentioned that my blog is 1 year old and to celebrate this i'd like to give away some of my drawings in a little booklet and my handmade gizmos originally made for st lucy school fair. they are penguin and snowman pins that i sewed and are made of baize and they are really funny but i have to tell you that mum helped me a bit and she even helped me with the cellophane packaging i mean she made the packing for me cos i watched a little x factor instead and it was horrible really i don't know why everybody's raving about that at school so i had to choose a personal favorite but she got dropped so anyway i'll pick one or maybe two of you who've made comments on this blog of mine and every comment counts and i'll pick the names on the last day of this year in the very last hour. so be prepared i'm very excited cos this gonna be my first blog contest.

oh and for some possible bonus i don't know tokens here is a riddle so you'd better listen carefully: a cowboy goes into town on friday for 3 days. he leaves on friday. how did he do it?

Something like a phenomena

2010-12-13T09:53:00.008+01:00

hear me out everyone i've got here and now something that's really like a phenomenon! or can a painting be a phenomenon or it must be a someone? anyway i've chosen mona lisa's smile of which it is said that it changes depending on where you look. this summer in paris i saw her but the place was too crowded so i couldn't check that on the spot but i managed to take a picture and that action of mine was pictured too so i can show you the moment as well but it's not the point here cos i made my own enigmatic version of that smile and it's not that perfect as da vinci's but i had to twist it a bit to have the required effect that i haven't experienced yet but i belive it is close to that of the original phenomenon. so here comes my smile. first i tried to be much more realistic but it didn't work out so in this final version i really focused on the smile itself so the rest of the face is made to serve that goal only that's why it became that rough and insideout.

and i like to tell you how i came up with this frenetic idea. i was watching dining out with timon & pumbaa and there was that funny moment that accident with the painting and then pumbaa said hey look timon! you're timonalisa! and for that timon said now's not the time for comedy pumbaa!

In prehistoric times again

2010-12-12T21:09:00.036+01:00

i know prehistory is over but on tuesday tomás serrano planted that thing in my mind about those caves in his neighbourhood and yesterday i googled altamira and now that's really great but i think that drawing of mine didn't quite fit and i thought i should come up with something more prehistoric i mean as prehistoric as those caves and i made this quick sketch of this prehistoric dude and his prehistoric pet and they are posing as friends on the wall of the cave and my prehistoric man doesn't eat mammoth cos the two are like Manny and Diego from the ice age movie you know so my man eats only roots and stuff. and tomás is right about his place named santander sounding almost like my place szentendre and i really like this kind of links and who knows maybe one day i should go to santander too

Prehistoric

2010-12-06T19:41:00.006+01:00

i was just about to draw some prehistoric creatures when Luca came and took my paper. she's almost 3 so it's dangerous to say no to her and i let her do some scribbles which is actually me according to her and after she threw it away i fetched my pen and made some adjustments here and there see those blue cubes? that was me and this mix of our lines look kind of interesting and i think it is a real trace of our prehistoric time i mean okay i could write down my thoughts if i wanted to do so but Luca still in her prehistoric time and she is still hard to read even understand her high squeaky voice so i guess my cubes may make her figure in the middle make sense of a sort cos with my cubes her lines can be really seen as a kid playing at kindergarten but i know prehistoric remains are almost imposible to figure out and sometimes even i can't figure out my old drawings so that's our prehistoric thing for this week bye

Savour - of one kind or another

2010-11-29T21:15:00.038+01:00

Okay okay i see you seem not to have liked my sneaky no comment so far and now i have only a couple of minutes before bedtime so i want to upload my quick drawings and share them with you on illustration friday cos i'm quite happy with them. so the new word is savour the meaning of which i was no sure of and have never used it before and now i know that it means that to enjoy a feeling or an experience thoroughly so here is my drawing of a thoroughly enjoyed feeling or experience. it's me listening to rock and roll is an animal which is a cool song from kontroll csoport. and they have a song called lili commando that i'm planning to share but has no video so i have to make one. anyway that's me lost in the music and behind me there is rock and roll i mean its claws and the writing says in the claws of the monster! and i say rock and roll!

okay and i got something less scary too and this is one of my recently drawn animals real animal this time not that rock and roll like and i show you him cos he is lonesome on its paper and it's like being in a cage you know and it's kinda sad and for him as my dictionary says life had lost its savour. but you may come and cheer him a little bit i think he deserves it and i myself might draw some bright color around too. so here is my elephant way too big to get friends or even a flower on the paper

Songs I'm in - Lilly town

2010-11-28T12:42:00.009+01:00

like this song not that one with the chipmonks but the original one and it's alizee i think it's a cool pick for this week though couldn't find a real video for this song i mean you know the one in which there's really action not only a screenshot so it's not that interesting and i guess my dream town is more colorful than her lilly's but still this song is good to listen and dance to so listen and dance bye

oh and one more that actually has no lili in it but it's good laugh and it's house md i really like his show i like in general everything with operation in it have i mentioned that i wanna be a vet in texas so i must see all the bloody part too and i watch nat geo a lot as well but let's cut back to house cos he's a real fun guy he's just too cool even if he's in this other show singing of having a real lust for becoming a tennis shoe but the real fun is to see him looking like that that hair i mean and that no wrinkled face so funny

oh and for the coolest one you can click here and laugh na-na-na-nah thank you

Sneaky freaky something

2010-11-25T20:49:00.006+01:00

check this out everybody just drawn it onto my mum's desk see? mum's making her funny cartoon and i was like standing there wrapped in that big towel watching her coloring the story and while standing there getting a little bit bored all of a sudden this thing came out of nowhere i mean i just drew some lines after all and i think it's kind of a sneaky little freaky little something that closely resembles a fatty tomcat. what do you think guys? is he sneaky enough?

Burning & Some words of a forthcoming blog contest of mine

2010-11-16T13:24:00.012+01:00

burning is an easy word to illustrate for me for sure so this week's illustration friday looks like no big deal apart from the fact that i lost my drawing of the mustashed evil with wagging tail and the paper was all in flames and the evil itself in the middle and all was done in smokey red and lighter around the evil who was red too but that red was more evilish and his mustache was thick black and his short cut hair and the end of the tail and maybe the eyes but not so sure about that. anyway as you see if burning is said my answer is hell or evil more or less 8 times out of ten. Since the original piece couldn't be found so far and redrawing it seems impossible and the week is getting shorter and shorter we looked for an old one and i tell you i got a lot. to be honest this is dad's pick cos i was too miserable to cope with it and i find this one too childish for me now i mean i drew it at the age of 5 or something and it's me and my little devil who in this picture is not hiding inside me and you know we used to do lots of no good things for sure but now i'm in the 3rd grade so i can say no to him. so it's not that evil really but red is the color and that color is there in the evil and there in the burning so it's like a little snippet of burning is captured in that by that. i don't know. but you see those grooves? that's cos out of this drawing i made a paper plane. and even with that this is just too happy for burning. oh i don't know.

this is my dad's other choice for burning cos for him love can be burning too and he thinks it can be seen this way. well i'm not sure. i mean without the red there's no burning i guess or maybe when red burns out there is black like ash and heart shaped out of smoke and a hellboy and a hellgirl in love. i don't know it's a bit still confusing for me. i don't even think it's a good enough drawing i didn't even finish it but as dad said hell knows let's put it on! oh yeah and those words about my contest. well my blog history is 1 year old i mean the birthsdayparty is held at 16th this month and i'm leaning toward to pick one of you to make you happy with a little gift from me and all of you can participate enter the contest the only thing to do is leaving a comment here or there in my blog. by the way all of the older comments play too. more to come soon. bye now

Halloween & Pumpkin pie

2010-10-29T23:01:00.019+02:00

okay i know this post has been available for a couple of weeks but with no text i thought it was just too lame and it might have been the reason of the lack of comments too or maybe not but anyway i decided yesterday not to leave it this way. okay i know it's november and 16th and you probably not interested anymore in past things but this halloween was just too good to let go without saving a bit of it here so here come some pictures that picture me and not in my trick or treat spider witch costume but my second prize i won in the cook a pumpkin pie section of the local halloween party. okay mam did the bigger part of the job coz i was busy to get the candies but she entered the pie under my name though i can even hardly be considered her apprentice. our pies looked like a cemetry on the tray and the head of each grave was made out of rusk with chocolate cross on it and mam made paper ghost for each and every grave so looked really really good. for me the pie was too sweet but people liked it a lot and that's what it did count at the end of the day. oh and the prize! it was a certificate i scanned to show you and a big and heavy carved pumpkin. i carved my own pumpkin lantern too and mam did hers and i can show you a picture of them and i think they are well done. so that was the story of this year's helloween and i almost forgot to tell you how good book i've been reading and it's nail gaiman's graveyard book but the best i guess is caroline both the movie and the book is amazing. okey so as i promised here are the pies we are very proud of. enjoy it! bye

Transportation to Paris

2010-10-13T13:55:00.005+02:00

geez long time no see and I’m feeling really bad to have let this blog thing of mine slightly slide but to be honest with you I just too much enjoyed my summer here and there and there was always something to play and my friends around and those place to go and things to do and when it accidentally crossed my mind from time to time to hit the keyboard I always washed it away with some good excuses like doing this and that instead though I just knew inside I was gonna feel this bad when time’s up and now I’m sitting here and don’t know what to really type in and don’t know it is cos there’s that much or that less to tell so the lines below are gonna be of my summer things that I still remember and paris is there for sure. so let’s do paris first.

july 2nd the first time I tried an airplane which happened to be one of easyjet’s and it was like on a rollercoaster and was quite noisy and rusty and my stomach had hard time when taking off and my ears were like bugged or something and that bug only left when I screamed a little from there it was an easy riding or flying and it was I don’t know how to say how huge it was being sky high like an acrobat on high wire and the world under looked so you know like regular like patches on a soft cushion and then came the alps with snow white tops and the pilot said it was france already and mother and me started to look for paris and there came even bigger patches one after the other and none of them happened to be our city though we sometimes thought we actually spotted the Eiffel tower and those monuments out of our guide book but we were obviously wrong and then all of a sudden it happened and we were there. in paris. finally.

or not exactly coz first we had to take a train that had no driver and we were riding through grassy green fields and I saw a sleeping concord that was able to crack the speed of sound and it’s really only a narrow tube with a drooping pointing needle nose. however once in my lifetime I’d surely give it a go. but anyway. the train dropped us out at a crowded station and there were lots of black people some of them dressed in shiny colored sheets and felt like Africa but here they were somehow strange and funny and I even choked back a little chuckle too cos I didn’t want to wound their feelings. the train we took from there was fully loaded with those strange sheet covered people some were talking some were deep inside their bulky headphones and some big ladies with pearls in their strange hairdos smiled at me and said something i couldn’t understand but sure they meant I was pretty or cute or something like that and smiled back however it was sweaty smell all around and people bouncing to each other but no one said a word about it just mum who real badly needed that fresh air I was so-so while dad was fighting with our luggage and stuff but he was okay with that I guessed.

then we got off at a much bigger station really it was like a mystique maze with lots of ups and downs and steps and gates that trap you if you don’t watch out and mostly if you are not quick enough with your pass and it hurts I can tell you coz I experienced that all. and there we had to find our next subway train to the hotel and it was not an easy job to do but dad found a girl who could show us the way so we jumped on and went on to find our way to the surface and after a couple of stations we saw the sun and the grey clouds packed with rain and by the time we reached our final station it had been raining hard but at least saw the neon sign of the hotel beneath a couple of streets above the rooftops but it was raining and we didn’t know how next and what next and then a tall black man standing by the exit came to us and started to talk to us in French and pointed his fingers this way and that way and we said we didn’t understand a word but he just kept on pointing and bubbling those bubbling words and then he took a big piece of our luggage and with one arm waving led us to his car packed us in and drove us to the nearby hotel and said otel otel you otel and then dad wanted to pay for the lift but he said no no and was waving no no and free free and then as leaving he said to me smiling welcome to paris and it was strange to suddenly understand what he said and I just felt like shouting back welcome to paris too.

Artificial - my no real toys

2010-08-03T10:47:00.012+02:00

on this week's if word i had had nothing till yesterday evening came and it was the new toy story movie that got the thing going cos i was at my cousins' but had not got my toys around except mr hawthorn of course but to play the game i needed more so i drew some of them by heart and finished the best ones on my mac later and chose great background colors. but to be honest it is hard to play real time game with drawings i mean it's much more interesting when you all on your own and play on the paper i mean you are drawing and during that lots of things going on and i see them all and it is a great thing to do when no friends around and while I'm drawing things often get so good that i go and play it real with my toys and dolls and things and gizmos and stuff but when you are with playmates and the play turns out to be toy story and you ain't got your own and loved toys in hand and don't feel like playing with stranger toys unless those are cool ones you say oh i have to draw and sometimes others join too and we draw and it is fun but those drawings are not that good to play with cos they are just stuck and paper thin and easily get crumpled and only can be seen as weak substitutes for the real and warm toys of mine. can i say that these are artificial? i mean you know to play with and you're not at home with yours i don't know in real shape they are better to play with. maybe. and probably better looking as well. ok that's it like it play it bye!

Rabbit Racing Team & Jenson Button

2010-07-29T10:28:00.014+02:00

hi everyone! as the owner of rabbit racing team i'm very very proud to introduce you my brand new driver the one and only jenson button who signed the contract yesterday evening and it only cost me 1 hour waiting but as it's said the game was worth the candle and while waiting i had a close look at the car that i took a couple of pictures of and that he probably is not driving this weekend on the hungaroring where the real battle will take place and unfortunately i won't be there but surely watch the race on the telly with dad. frankly speaking i'm right now a lewis hamilton fan but he was not around yesterday but he is more handsome than jenson i guess though jenson looked okey too and he was stubbly like dad. the car itself looks bigger than i thought and i secretly touched the front left tire and the nose of the car and i could give it a little push too although it was strictly forbidden and when jenson came in for the signing that took something like 5 minutes the crowd went berserk and i wasn't afraid but too little to be noticed and people were falling and all of them were like jenson please please jenson but didn't say a word only showed this drawing and my arms were not long enough to reach the pilot and than dad took my drawing and he was bigger than the crowd and then the pilot finally could see the carrot car and he was as pleased as can be and gave his last autograph to me ... now i'm very proud and happier than ever and while walking to the nearby suburban railway station i called réka and boti and they had already taken a shower and been ready for bed and i was so excited and they weren't that much but i was telling the whole story from head to toe anyway. i can't show them this drawing and the pictures taken in the event cos they are off to the lake balaton. so i'm sharing them with you first. i'm very happy and luckier than dad who has an autograph of a famous hungarian racedriver too but his pilot is long gone to heaven and couldn't make the formula one though had his chance and his name was csaba kesjár and as a kid when got the autograph dad was as happy as i am now and he keeps the signed paper in the last of the mohicans. and now i show you my pictures

Double - the good and the bad inside

2010-07-28T11:33:00.012+02:00

i think i got a good one for the weekly if mission and it was among my recent lion drawings and it is my interpretation of a personal favourite frame from the best ever lion king movie which is obviously simba's pride and this drawing tries to capture the moment when kovu is staring into the river and his reflection's turning into scar's face and you know that scar was his father who was the evil itself and wanted to take over the pride lands but he obviously must have failed. and now the outlander from birth kovu with love in his heart but with that scar on his face have to choose between good and bad and however he's already chosen to want to follow the good that scar and blood and that it is stated that Scar chose Kovu to be his successor still ties him too much to the past and a fate that he deserves not. but i tell you when the last battle comes he will have been on the right side. i think i've done it well but to be frank it took loads and loads of failure till got this one. the hardest part was to draw the reflection on the surface of the water and that reflection had to be similar to the evil scar but not that evil cos it was still kovu who's good behind his own scarred face. however i paused the movie at this scene i did not trace the frame i mean i didn't copy it by drawing this on transparent paper placed over the screen you know i think it is very important to know. i didn't put on any colours cos it's better this way. in grey. what do you think.

okey dokey i show you one more out of my lion series and actually it is a failed attempt to catch Kiara who is the daughter of Simba and Nala and she is the one who helps kovu turn inside and see it really is not that good but mom said let's put it on too cos it just as much deserves it so you can see it and we agreed that it rather looked like those hyenas the followers of scar shenzi and bonzai and ed all three melted together into the perfect evil hyena head. Anyway these are a couple of my lion drawings done lately and hope you like it bye

Songs I'm in - Lily the Pink

2010-07-27T16:09:00.009+02:00

and finally my song for this week and this one is really silly and it was Jacquie Rolston who called my attention to this song that is about lily the pink and the singers are very funny indeed especially the tall and skinny on the left hand side who's holding the mic as if it was hot or sticky and he's seemingly trying to keep his elegant costume nice and well and see he pulled a nice trick right? the point is lily invented a medicinal compound that makes all the people do strange and happy things and kills the pain in the head but at the end of the song poor lily dies though she keeps on singing up in the heaven and makes all the sad angels a bit happier as usual and they sing along. and see at the end of the video the singer in the middle makes funny faces as he tries to nudge away his fellow singer's hand from his left shoulder. it is very funny. makes you laugh, right? so sing it and dance it.

and this time i have a bonus for you. she is Selena Gomez singing and i like her song very much now and she is a top secret agent girl and her mission takes place here in my neighbourhood which is budapest (i'm in szentendre) and you can see in this video all the places turists usually visit around here. I used to watch wizards of waverly place and i liked it but disney channel is not available right now only cartoon network nickelodeon and minimax and i don't watch those that much really. and i liked hannah montana as well cos it was funny too and one of my first drawing that i shared with you on my blog is of Emily Osment click here and i can show you. oh and i forgot she's lilly too Lilly Truscott. remember? but for now let's listen to round and round and bye and bye and bye-bye

Diary - Tuesday a.m.

2010-07-13T12:30:00.025+02:00

up and running now. first thing this morning to drink my nesquick. already done. had a pleasant dream that i can't remember now but i can remember how hard it was to blink cos my lids were scratching the white of my eyes because of the remains of the sleeping powder from the night before that i finally washed out around half past 9 and then boti and réka came over and mum thought they were dwarfish cat burglers cos she only saw 2 shady looking silhouettes through the shutter but they are obviously not toolmen they are my good friends and in a couple of minutes we were off to play and we played but mum phoned réka's mum to send me home cos it was lunchtime. haven't yet eaten so far. till then i'm writing this post that i'm gonna share on the illustration friday blog too but don't have no fresh drawing to upload so we chose an old one that shows an octopus which is really a quadropus a baby quadropus who will grow four more arms when the time comes. what i mean is it's no a jellyfish. mum said it looked like a medusa. maybe. she might be a baby medusa as well and she is harmless and surely likes to swim with swimming hoarses and the like and when you turn the picture upside down it's like the head of medusa we saw in paris a bit evil looking with its big nose and with the shadow that hides half of its face and that eye is really like lurking around. anyway i still don't know what it's got to do with diary. though living a double life can be quit interesting. jellyfish in general is interesting. not to mention a head that turned into a medusa itself. so that's in my diary today. half of my day's done.

Back from Paris

2010-07-12T19:21:00.022+02:00

Hi, everybody! i mean is anybody out there? well Long time no see i mean you know school's out and i've been enjoying my long waited summer vacation. no more pencils no more books no more teachers' dirty looks. we learnt it on our last day of school at my english lesson and it was fun shouting out loud. but it's not that i wanted to talk about. More important I'm back from paris and it was huge. i will show pieces of it to you later on but not in this post I'm afraid cos i need some time to sort it out all in my head and i took a lot of pictures too way too much but first i have to see and hug my friends with who i want very much to play and play and play again. but before that i'm here to say hi to you. so hi! i'm alive.

and now i see you liked my last drawings especially my trees so i decided to give you more of them. i have a lot and i have a story too. I overheard a conversation between my parents and their friends and they were talking about me i mean the paper my psychologist had given to them about the result of our talking hours and the drawings i'd made during the time spent with her and what they were talking about was mostly blah blah but then i heard talking about one of my drawn tree the one i'd drawn to the psycologist and my parents mentioned that thing of me not drawing roots that my tree was rootless and it meant something but i can't remember what. the point is i can prove it to you that not all of my trees are rootless cos in my drawer i've got some that pictures the roots too and i show you here one that i like cos that tree has some of its roots ending in hand by which the tree is able to grab hold of the spinning earth and won't let go and it's firmly standing and still can make friends with the squirrel. Dad told me not to bother about it and he told me that the psychologist just can't see the wood for the trees and he laughed and i laughed too though neither i could see the wood but i couldn't tell him. drew my forest instead. see here it is. below. centered. peacefull green leaves protecting those animals. very bright cos it's that scorching here. so i attached it just in case cos that's how i can see the wood for the trees. nice right? so beautiful. i like it very much

and i like this one on the left as well. a tree that i drew by using the other end of my pencil where used to be an eraser but the rubber's long gone and chewed away. figured out lately that by the metal ring that left on the top things like trees can be nicely scratched onto a blank white paper. interesting isn't it? and if you were able to touch the surface gently you'd feel the grooves and the lines like pale grayish blood vessels. that's a silver willow in a windy garden. a sad and scared willow you might tell. it feels that way. or it's like fire. a burning willow. rather scary. it can feel that way too. so that's all for now but i promise you i'll try to write more often. okey i'm off and see you later. probably tomorrow and who knows i might show you my new lions. i have improved a lot! oh and i won't forget paris. bye

Early - to wake up

2010-05-22T20:05:00.014+02:00

this buck is too early so now has to wait till the first morning light will arouse the outside world. i wanted to draw how it feels when i'm not awake yet but it's almost like begining to feel the world that's about to come to its senses at the other side of my eyelids and even with my eyes shut it is as if i could see my one of a kind mister hawthorn beside me and that's the door of my wardrobe left ajar and now i swear it is my carpet on the floor and that's my gitar at the corner and there are my toys and my schoolbag too for sure and when my mum wakes me up everything is in the exact same place the way i saw it a few minutes before while i was still in my dream. interesting isn't it? and you can read out of the eyes of the trees and the clouds oh dear you are too early! you are not expected till quarter to seven in the morning. And see he is still flummoxed and his dream is there gently laid over his back.

this drawing shows a clearing under the cover of the early morning mist you can see most likely when going by an intercity train still feeling a bit of some sleeping powder in your eyes and there they are just lines not moving but you can be sure they are there and they are real. for me that's the best part of traveling by rail to my grandparants. and on the way i know where to find those deers and rabbits and the birds i can see them even if my train's flying that fast cos i'm a pro a keen observer

My 1st ever Blog Award!!!

2010-05-22T12:17:00.018+02:00

listen up everybody i received a beautiful life is good award from bulgaria a couple of days ago! rossichka i don't know if i pronounce her name correctly you couldn't hear it though so rossichka passed this on to me for my wonderful and pure drawings or with her own strange words за детински чистите й, прелестни рисунки and she said she was a puppet theatre director and loved to work for and with children and my mum told me that her mum who is my grandma used to tell her lots of stories and one of them included a boy her fellow student from high school who became one day one of the directors of the budapest puppet theater which is a cool place to be though i've been only once there. i think it is an interesting snippet isn't it? and the name of the fellow student and later director and dramaturg is urbán gyula. anyway this post is about my first blog award i'm very proud of and now i have to answer some questions

1. If you could go back to the past, you would like to spend one day in (with) ...

hmm i'd like to be back in the time right before i was born cos i can't remember even a tiny little thing of how it was inside my mum and i only know my mother's side of the story and i'd take my camera with me and my diving gear obviously

2. You have a dream...

i've been preparing for my etude concert so now when playing i often dream of becoming a good violin player like lajkó félix or lili haydn but i'd like to be a vet in texas too

3. Your favourite scent is ...

burning cinnamon mostly

4. Your childhood was (is) ...

supersonic

5. Your favourite books or characters from the children's literature are ...

pigglet if i must choose one but i like very much the son of the white horse fehér ló fia in hungarian all the characters the hétszűnyű kapanyányi monyók for instance and the animated film is much better than the book itself. you must see it and here you can see how it all begins and how coming to this world really is

6. You miss ...

i miss for exsample the dogs matyi probably mat in english and tapi that i don't know how to translate. lovely mongrels they were. mat was more like a dachshund girl and tapi the boy was like a little bit of everything oh no i'm feeling my tears are gathering together in the corner of my eyes especially in the left one

7. Your secret talent is ...

not yet discovered

8. Your favourite season is ...

i like the most the one between spring and summertime

Songs I'm in - Pictures of Lily

2010-05-20T13:37:00.004+02:00

hi everybody now here's some little something i found on the net long ago and since then i've been singing it loud cos it's that much good really really good and me so much in it but i was not allowed to post it cos my dad said he thought that these guys did sing rather about a naughty kind of love and the lyrics are not as romantic as it first seemed and told me i'd surely understand it after a few years but i so much love the song itself and the way they performed it more than 40 years ago dressed like those scooby-doo characters especially the drummer boy he's just so sonic and the one who plays the trumpet and at the end of his solo he looks like not even wanting to know what's really going on and the short man singer and the noisy gitarplayer are cool too i mean odd which is cool right? Anyway after i promised dad i was not going to write that their so much loved lili could be me it'd be okey and he even looked it up somewhere that the girl herself was a so called pinup from the first big war and wasn't that cute at all and her name is lily bayliss but there is a 2nd option in which a nice lady was involved named lillie langtry and she is okey like a teacher i guess and for me none of them fit the song so well i don't know but that's not the point right so listen and sing out loud pictures of lily lily oh lily and then comes the trumpet

Equipment - My way to say goodbye to Mr Grey

2010-05-16T18:15:00.020+02:00

I've got loads of useful pieces of equipment around so it was a tough decision to make but the one that deserves it the most to get its one week of fame i think is a real near friend of mine rusty old mr grey hooray! i guess it's the due reward of his services but as i see it's gonna be the final act and it's just hard to take or so it seems and belive me I'm just as sad and scared as you are but we have to face that you are growing smaller and smaller even than my pinky and it's just gonna get harder and harder to handle you and I'm afraid if I sharpened you once more there'd be no point of you left and that would be sadder than this very moment so one more hug and i put you into the back of the lower drawer among stacks of doodles we've created together but now you can add those finishing touches i never felt like to so take your time you have my word i ain't gonna hold you back no more take care i love you

Mustache period - Maze for the mind

2010-05-12T15:06:00.013+02:00

I was just doodling around adding lines and forming shapes one after the other and ended up with this randomness of grey objects with the mustached onetoothed old man put in the middle and I don't know what is really meant to be maybe texas kid willie baronet can help me out with this one who sometimes feels the same way about his art of lines so I deceided not to let my dad throw it to the recycle bag this time cos it may has a reason to stay with us. to be honest a possible partial though explanation has already been given stating that my old man might be my dear late greatgrandpa Sanyi and thinking of him still now can make me like almost need to cry but he had no mustache and hat funny like that and it's no the way he used to smile and when he looked at me he didn't even know who i was i guess and always wanted to go home and was full of fears. even though i have to admit that if i look it that way the filled in grey frame is like a grave it can be though i can't remember now what i wanted with that and if it turned out to be true it would sadden me i guess and see a little piece of heart is lying there. so maybe it's really just a meaningless gettogether of a pile of doodles i'm often killing time with and they chose to present themself this way. except the mustache it was very intentional it can be roberto's influence who is a thick mustache to his JA JA JA mind and never understands me just gives me JA JA JAs but he can do the trick with rocks and it is his mustache everything started with and see i put it on the way willie baronet laying lines one after another and it's a good kinda maze to the eye try to find one way or another out

Mustache period - Watchers

2010-05-12T15:05:00.013+02:00

i wanna dedicate this drawing to one of my first blog friend jack foster whose biblehead i learn frequently and recomended his blog to my fellow students in my religion class in school but his blog is in english so we mostly just talked about his drawings. he always writes me and i very much like to write him back and he always nice but last time i was a little critical with his careless granny and now i feel a little bad that maybe i made him feel that he'd done real that bad but i can't help thinking that putting granny on the road like that is just too dangerous. but okey jack foster didn't post it on his biblehead it was on jacktoons. my drawing is meant to be about god but my god became a thick wide cloud and he has a cloud wife too and in that case he can't be really the god cos he do not allow himself to have a wife but god protects us and he's in everything and i see him in those big thick clouds above and it's been raining for a week or so and I spotted this bird down the river and the clouds were not those angry grey clouds at all they were filled full of sun to be poured onto us and though i had my mac on i still felt on my face and then from the shore saw that bird's succsessfull dive and those big protecting clouds and thought that was something and as i got home i quickly put it on paper and now i'm showing you. So maybe it is not god but something related to him or her no sure and i'm always puzzled but i think god wears a mustache and he is very old and full of wonder like those clouds comming and going by but always there to watch over us

Fearless

2010-05-09T10:49:00.015+02:00

dear jack foster + lakhsmita indira (you got a real strange name really really strange) you 2 posted comment on my mother's illustration of which you thought was mine and now I consider it very important to enlighten you two on the fact which is obviously escaped your notice that that was not my work but my mother's and what is more for me it is no a big deal to greet an alien earthling at all I mean after I've already done it (see here) so by now they must be for sure quite familiar with each other after all so I think her idea of being without fear in that case is just too obvious so that's no my way to express fearlessness. therefor to make myself clearer i deceided to post my very own work on if too and that's a shewolf in the moonlight and that place is a glade and it's cold and as dark as the back of my rhino beetle living in our garden and every threatening piece of all the things around there stand still watching her with fear and honour being so very noble so above everything. fear and cold and dark and the banshee sound of the midnight trees with echoing black hole eyes and the big wide opening and I can tell you that's what real fits for fearless for me and now you probably do understand state of fearlessness as i see is far from fun and more like sensing the unknown around that she manages to control by the sole presence of herself. so bye now and no need to fear read yourself to sleep instead!

Detective

2010-04-22T20:32:00.022+02:00

oh no where are my words I have the picture but don't have my words. no no and no again lost them. okey no problemo cos I promise I'll type in everything again tomorrow after school so you won't miss that much till then have a close look and see what's going on a couple of centimeters above the ground at night at our garden and what you got is a mouse in the wild grass and now he looks pretty much like a special agent obviously investigating something that might be related to the neighbouring cat or as it is now he can be after my lost story the ghost in my machine and see that's interesting really something I should have to think over myself too cos I really don't know what went wrong and I spent a lot of time typing in what was in my head that time and now there are lots of other things in it not even close to those words and what I know for real is that one of the things I surely wanted to tell you is that I drew this one in photoshop using my digital pen and I think it's really cool looking and see how he is bending a little and that's because he spotted something suspicious! okey now i'm real scared bye and sleep well wait i just realized those SCARY eyes of a hunting cat above my mouse head and i tell you it wasn't my real intention to draw them there and now I'm more scared then 1 hour ago. hi friends 1 more thing to say of this drawing. my mouse's in big trouble cos i can see clearly now the cat's mouth open wide ready to take his midnight supper little detective and i think it's gonna be my fault kind of cos i wasn't careful enough with using the digital pen however the second stands still and will forever so there is still hope i think bye

Songs I'm in - Lily

2010-04-12T19:24:00.012+02:00

I found the next song and it sounds very great though don't understand the words. maybe one of you can help me out with this perhaps andi if you come and see me cos I know you speak the language. and I'd like to inform you that at sunday hungary voted and cos insisted finally I was allowed to go with mum to vote at least on one of the 2 papers that the names of the party candidates were listed on and which candidate I marked won't tell you cos it was a secret ballot but I can tell you that my party is not the one that lola chose and to cut back to the beautiful melody I hope you will play it cos my favorite part is when the girl plays the cello and the trumpet as well is really cool so bye for now

Rare Snapshots of my Hungry Doodle

2010-04-11T13:54:00.022+02:00

first I drew him in my solfege workbook and he was born out of my hunger for a good bite of marzipan and I was really bored at that afternoon and the miss said 'too much mistake' and 'not so well done, Lili' for this exercise and my parents can't help much cos they know little of solfege and they were angry too cos I keep on not eating what my mum puts in my lunch box. so it's all about my hungry stomach I guess and the strawberry yogurt

on this paper he appears again cos I was hungry too that time when I was supposed to do my homework. to be honest with you there was some milka around so it was no that bad after all though it felt just obvious to draw my hungry doodle anyway.

Linked - Curiosity of 2 Fragile Souls

2010-04-10T17:20:00.021+02:00

long time no see. it's spring so I'm quite busy having great fun outside. I'm that outdoor type of kinda kid. but anyway. I got a drawing to show you here that I did some months ago when I was at the budapest comiccon where I spotted these funny doodles coming out of that boy's mind and I just felt like to line them down and stick them together for the sake of it. on my sheet how they are in my mind too. and it's the rabbit who fears the unknown water but now is standing in the middle of it for purpose cos this rabbit is taking a big brave peculiar step toward what is meant to be the very core of a true friendship and duck tries to understand the meaning of the whole happening watching it from the side of the rabbit's precious carrot field. I mean every beginning is always difficult and in certain circumstances real awkward too.

Rescue - Connecting 2 Sides of 1 Sheet

2010-03-28T16:34:00.016+02:00

on the a-side I drew an urban lad similar to the one I spied at the suburban railway station at békásmegyer. nice watch and shiny belt. to be honest first I thought I was going to draw a poor man like the one in the folktale our mistress told us before our first class some days ago that’s the reason for the untidy hair. he's beginning to feel the first rays of the sleepy spring sun and he is very happy about it. on the b-side there is an alien planet to where the lonesome explorer’s rocket has just landed. green shy strangers are about to have some guts to greet him. or her. I think the explorer is a girl. and the lad on the other side might be dreaming of her and the girl as well maybe would like to have him on her side so to end that miserable journey of hers and she doesn’t know yet though that deep in her heart she’s really been looking for him. and just for him.

The Incredible Félix Lajkó

2010-03-28T12:29:00.014+02:00

last week I mean this Friday I saw lajkó félix in concert at the local library. it was mum’s last minute idea to go so we didn’t get the best seats however ours were only four rows from the front but quite on the side. and unfortunately felix and his viola player fellow settled down at the far side of the stage. he plays the violin like no one I tell you. what a pity sometimes he was so twirling that he so often got his back to me and I wasn’t able to learn his way of handling the instrument accurately but it was an excellent performance anyway. I could even take a couple of pictures too even though I’d have zoomed in a bit more precisely as you surely can see. I’ve no video to share but to satisfied your need I link one of my favorite available in youtube (he plays the zither too):

And if it still not enough you can check out my mum’s short film here. I like her animation it’s like closing your eyes while listening to him playing and the colors and the lines just begin to dance and you are there.

Songs I'm in - Hi-Lili Hi-Lo

2010-03-14T20:53:00.005+01:00

just found this one. the 2nd song I'm in. It starts like scary but then it turns so nice like alice in wonderland and it's easy to understand too so for me I guess it is simply perfect for the upcoming week. hope you're smiling too!

IF Subterranean vs. Extraterrestrial

2010-03-14T17:03:00.005+01:00

I've defined the meaning of the word Subterranean incorrectly. Therefore the alien picture I'd picked to upload this week had to be put aside. So now I have to reconsider everything. till coping with it I think I'll share my failed alien candidates with you.

Alien 1. - the cloaked

2010-03-14T16:47:00.008+01:00

was made in school as a lot of my drawings. at first I thought it would be a frog but it just failed to look like how I’d have liked it to and turned it to darth vader. I’d made darth vader before e.g. once during my English language lesson with chalk on the board. that was much better looking. as for this vader his legs wasn’t drawn by me. ajsa and zsófi laid hands on the sheet and zsófi made those legs. she so much destroyed the whole thing with it that it put me into the mood of not even wanting to see it anymore. I find darth a funny guy but the fact that a frog face’s smiling through the mask does have nothing to do with it. I just wasn’t able to rub it out properly.

Alien 2. - the one eyed

2010-03-14T16:29:00.019+01:00

this little alien I made in my English activity book on the page 27. I was asked to draw my alien friend who is short, fat, has long arms and small hands, short legs big feet with 3 toes each and 1 purple eye and I came up with this little fellow. good right? didn’t add color cos it wasn’t part of the task and I think neither kató my teacher would have allowed me to do so anyway nor I felt like to.

Alien 3. - the bushy browed

2010-03-14T16:21:00.007+01:00

it’s from page 140 I guess though no sure of my reading book. it was part of a home work. out there among you there might be someone who recognizes it maybe not I made it as an illustration for gyurkovics tibor’s story of the big white clown which is about a dad shaving in front of an oval mirror as his child’s watching him. after it was done handed it over to my dad to check it and he said oh what a fun alien bloke you’ve made. poor dad thought I had drawn a sad looking bushy browed melon headed martian holding a radioactive neon green suitcase which is obviously as I intended meant to be a towel around the father’s waist.

Portray of mine as a penguin

2010-03-14T12:54:00.007+01:00

made a couple of months ago in school when playing penguin school with two of my friends from my class and I was the student. I chose to be a royal penguin but during I was looking for a picture on the net to link with my drawing my dad pointed out that my drawing rather resembled the macaroni penguin which discovery I can tell you made me really upset and I insisted on me being a royal so dad found a possible solution on Wikipedia and I have him copy the proof for my sake and it says my drawn penguin is very closely related to the Royal Penguin, and some authorities consider the two to be a single species! and that’s enough for me. thanks dad dismissed. So it shows me on an ice floe somewhere at the antarctic peninsula. aliz who played my teacher asked me to make my portray and she was so satisfied with my work that she gave me the best mark (5) as you can see at the bottom of the page, right hand side.

Little surprise contest

2010-03-13T08:58:00.001+01:00

I was surfing the net and found this girl's blog and she's making interesting jewellery and I've just entered to her contest for some unknown little surprise. I pray to get picked I've never been yet so it might be the time. enjoy if it's to your taste. I think of coming out with my own competition. maybe...

Brave

2010-03-07T20:05:00.001+01:00

and this one for the new friday theme: brave. an acrobat or rather a ropedancer you can see on the wire sky high dancing on tiptoe. among stars. she is reaching out to touch gently the crescent moon. I think her nose and her hair though not finished are very nicely outlined. her body and the arms and legs I don’t really like that’s why I didn’t finish it but my mom said it was a well done composition and I didn’t want to wound her feelings so I uploaded this version. what I really like is how the scanning made the background behind my stars look kind of milky and soft.

Songs I'm in - White Lily

2010-03-07T20:00:00.002+01:00

this is the first song I’m in and I like the singer's performance very much. I’ve already told you in a comment about the singer and the film she’s in in December yesteryear. I copy that so you don’t have to desperately search it. I wrote that: On Saturday I joined to my dad to watch a really interesting concert film. I don't know what her name is but she plays the electric violin and sometimes it was glowing and her mouth too. I'm going to ask father what her name is and tell you. I play the violin too. Now I know. her name and with a little help I managed to bring this song to you. it wasn’t my favorite cos she is not playing her violin and not even glowing from her mouth but this could be found on the internet and because of the white lily and cos it is so nice and sad too…

Whistle & Violin

2010-03-07T19:56:00.000+01:00

improvising on my violin after lunch. still in pajamas.

Foxlike squirrel

2010-03-07T19:54:00.000+01:00

this was drawn in school, at Friday I think before my first class at 8 o’clock when my school-mistress was reading a chipmunk story and we were free to create. I’m afraid that I can’t recall what the tale exactly was about cos got lost in that particular picture so just can't remember now how the plot goes. it had something to do with gathering acorn but that is not the point right now. the point is I really like the squirrel as she looks like. the tail and her head is as if of fox and it makes her just splendid to me. the hair clip wasn’t mentioned in the tale I guess but I felt I had to draw one.

Propagate

2010-02-21T19:14:00.000+01:00

i was watching night at the museum, and in that there was that big head of a statue that always tells larry: you new dum-dum. you give me gum-gum, that actually sounds funnier in Hungarian to tell you but anyway I just want to hint some clue where it came from, I mean my new drawing. I was told that the meaning of the word propagate got something to do with those lots of desperate thoughts out there and in there looking for connection. there are kerjillions of them perhaps even more and it’s too big of a number to cope with on a single sheet and then I was wondering what it could be like in the real world where 2 of those gigantic island heads would face each other and there’d be no gum-gum, and no dum-dum and of course they couldn’t move and i think there would be a spider who’d carry from one mouth to the other each and every piece of the things whirling deep inside of those rock minds. well it’s a hard work to do for only one spider so i drew his deputy too. my favorite head is the one with the flag hair. it is really a she. the boy says hé that is ha in English like in ha, I knew she was hiding something but we don’t know of course what she’s hiding as you see I cross lined her words for it is only between the two heads. me and the spider keep our lips sealed.

Some of my recent sketches

2010-02-20T22:02:00.000+01:00

this is the magic mushroom with my big heart tattooed on the middle of its round flat head and me as a fairy peeking out from the back of the stem. I know it looks like we are flying but it’s only because this is just a sketch. I don’t know. we might really flying. while drawing I was thinking of love. and of course friendship that’s very important too. during making the picture I was peeping over to my newt blowing bubbles with my 2 tiny clawed frogs. it drew a nice smile on my face. My dad and mom are left out. they were possibly working at that time. beneath it stands Cleopatra’s sarcophagus. next to it there’s a denture that looks a lot like my godparent, krisztián. obviously my godparent is not a set of false teeth but a cartoonist or will be and loves space creatures very much. (top secret: he keeps a very scary plastic alien doll on his desk and draws childsoulsucking metal boxes. kind of barbarian isn’t it?) then there are spongebob and patrik from tv. At the bottom there is a figure that was supposed to be catwoman but at the end of the day it became a devilgirl who’s I have to confess a bit like me.

Adrift

2010-02-17T16:56:00.001+01:00

mom asked me what would come to my mind on the word adrift. I said nothing and went on doing what I ‘d been doing but when I had to go to bed it just popped out of my head all at once – my bathing toys might just fit it perfectly. And she gave me 15 minutes. she always does. at first I drew our tub but it was no good looking at all and the bath screen made it just as odd as a big steamroller with my head in the cockpit and the water itself couldn’t be seen but the peak parts of the toys. awful! then I was advised to draw an easier shape so picked our old tub instead in which I used to snorkel a lot under soapy suds which is a great fun but cannot practice these days cos I’ve been forced to take shower instead. anyway as far as I can recall that tub looked something familiar to what you can see on your screen right now.it was dad who told me that it would be interesting if I tried to put it down from my leggy spider friend’s eye view so my adrift toys would be more visible. and he was right. i decided not to draw all of my toys and only the duck was chosen this time however I can’t play with it it anymore cos it was given to my cousin when I thought a toy like that was too childish for a first grade student but now brings back happy memories and a tiny bit I regret having given it to my cousin even although I know very well I shouldn’t let this kind of feeling overtake my good self but that duck even could make the quacklike sound (like bubbled on the picture where háp means quack in English) by being squeezed and it squirted bubbling water all around. I think my blue is very nice for water and it’s really like my duck would be drifting across the tub, isn’t it? if I had had the time and made no a big duck like that I’d have drawn myself on the picture as well.

Focused

2010-01-29T23:54:00.000+01:00

At school I drew a horse that was pretty well done. I was so pleased with it that as I got home took a pencil and made this racehorse with the jockey riding on it who’s so much focusing to take the fence. the theme’s based on my memories of last summer’s horse riding camp. the jockey’s not me. we were not allowed to take our chances on the fence however there were jumpable low fences that even a rookie like me could easily manage to get through. I could only dreaming of it. that’s all for now cos I’m getting tired. couldn’t even watch the end of the catwoman. what a mercy I’ve already watched it thousand times. Ps.: those things on the middle of the horizon are not the silhouettes of a farm or something far away but horse poo what’s everywhere on the field.

A mai dolgaim / The way my things are today

2010-01-28T09:47:00.000+01:00

Most beteg vagyok. Tüszős mandula gyulladásom van. Így lemaradok a Hattyúk taváról. Helyette majd rajzolok valami szépet. Vége!

I’m ill now. Have spotted sore throat. Therefore I will miss Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake in Palace of Arts, Budapest. Anyway stuck in my bed I’m gonna draw something nice instead. LiLi out!

A világ összes szép állata Lili szerint / All the Beautiful Creatures of the Planet According To Lili

2010-01-27T13:09:00.000+01:00

this one I’m going to post to an inter-national children’s art competition by UNICEF. I’ve got plenty of time till April but I was able to finish it in one hour. Nice isn’t it? Of course there’s a lot more beautiful creature around our planet. these are some of them. mom says they are not colorful enough but I think otherwise and it’s my drawing, right? the elephant and the whale are so funny. I think I’ve made a good job.

Hatch

2009-12-15T13:59:00.001+01:00

I didn’t want to upload any of my drawings this week but my parents persuaded me to link this one which is their favorite drawing of mine from the age of 5. it shows a newborn little ostrich hatching and her mother. I see that they are not like the ones in the zoo (and daddy keeps saying they are ducks because of the beak and the duckling color but he’s wrong! okey?!) I was kindergartener and it was one of my first attempt to draw something by my mom’s wacom tablet and pen and it’s not that easy at the first try at all and the program we use is very difficult and after those years I’ve still been quit confused by shortcuts and what to click on and why.

Saint Nicholas caught in the act

2009-12-08T08:03:00.000+01:00

it's saint nicholas day and no birch yet which can be in your case coal too but anyway I'm okey with that very much cos it is a positive proof that I've been a good girl through this year. So now after having taken all the candies i thought why not to play a little trick on the dear bishop and I pictured nicholas being caught in the act of delivering the goodies see how surprised he is and you can see how the flash's reflecting on the falling flakes however it's possible that those're glowing stars on the sky I don't know now but I really like saint nicholas who is a bit very familiar to the famous hungarian poet petőfi sándor who wrote nemzeti dal that i know by heart.

Crunchy

2009-12-04T20:13:00.000+01:00

I know you will like my crispy cake. cos I like it too. And you know it makes little sharp sound when you bite it and everything then is covered with crumbs and funny things start to take shape when you tickle them around with your pinky. They just make me chuckle. However the poor crumbs shortly after have to be gone into the litter (that's the sad part) the last one of the cake will be with me in the safety of my pocket for a little while. If something interesting is gonna happen to us (sure it will) I'll tell you.

Emily Osment as Lilly smiling in the telly

2009-11-23T21:35:00.011+01:00

see lilly and she is smiling. good right? i like it. it was the first take and she's like on the screen. Lilly Truscott ladies and gentlemen! her place is sunshiny okey she might have got a little bit too much of that suntan but it's gonna fade no need to be afraid.

IF_Entangled in Blues

2009-11-23T14:12:00.000+01:00

The neighbouring cat got entangled in very sadness cos I wound up his ball in secret.

Snake in the grass

2009-11-23T14:11:00.001+01:00

Duck flying high

2009-11-23T14:10:00.001+01:00

I bring down all the stars to you / Music - IF

2009-11-20T20:13:00.001+01:00

A két lábam / My two legs

2009-11-16T22:08:00.001+01:00