Red wine waistcoatDecember 1, 2017
Village inspirationNovember 11, 2018
Dear fellow traveler! Last time when I opened the wings of my balloon I was looking for some art that speaks to me. I was waiting for some kind of stroke, to prove my assumptions: It’s worth it. It’s not just my laziness what dissuades me from the world of science and chemistry, we’re just not made for each other. It’s worth waiting and working for that other kind of life form, which honestly I can’t see very clearly. I just know that it’s on the land of aesthetics, formed by colors and shapes and it’s some place where beauty has a true meaning.
I wasn’t sure what I was looking for, I didn’t even come here on purpose. I just knew I wanted to see a lot of places and this is where, right now at this time of the year the wind blew us. (Yes, this wind of ours is always informed of cheap buses and accommodations). So this is what I’ve found in my eager search of Something, a slice of inspiration from history, from a bigger and more western culture than ours.
1. They could and would do everything for beauty
The amazing, detailed buildings showed us, that these people in the past invested a huge amount of energy to raise their creation above practicality. They wanted to delight others, to show their wealth and taste. Their crown, the Schönbrunn castle was my indulgence, and probably theirs too, who lived in there. Gigantic rooms with only sofas, armchairs (lots of them, I can’t believe they ever had that many guests) and paintings. To be clear the walls sometimes are enormous paintings themselves. All their surroundings, hair, dresses stood for beauty and elegance. That was an era when only the rich could have that privilege and everybody envied them.
Now everything is so affordable: being refined and dressy, developing our own styles and tastes in clothing as well as in interior design. And yet so few people choose to input energy into this.
2. Cleanness has a value
I think we only take care of things that we appreciate. So this is the case with our country: litter everywhere, you probably can’t decide what was the original color of… basically any building, because everything is grey and dusty now. Ruinous walls, chippings, remains, sprawling plants... In Vienna I could enjoy the city center as much as the underground, trains and hidden small streets. Well maintained buildings are candy to the eye, and of course I love sweets. Their streets are clean and they take care of them. Just as it’s supposed to be everywhere normally.
3. I can see better with a camera in my hand
After school trips my parents decried me that I don’t take any pictures. I never was in the mood to take out my small phone and play a photographer. Hoestly, I wasn’t really moved by the churches we always visited. Now, somehow my vision changed as I know I can take some captions with me back home. Do you know that feeling, that when you’re getting older you start absorbing moments differently? I can hear the ticking of time, I want to extend being right here, I want to make the ’now’ longer and pictures make a small piece of this magic possible. I look with another eye on spectacles of the places, I’m trying to get to know them, to see them from another angle. I want pictures to show how exactly it felt to be there. Okay, I’ll admit, after deciding how things should be captured I give the camera to my boyfriend, because obviously, I should be in that picture too.
Dear traveler, let me introduce you the Vienna State Opera, a real lady with a respectable amount of jewellery. She stands proudly in the center of the city and if you enter you'll be definitely stunned by her elegance and beauty:
I tried to keep up with her majesty, by wearing pale pink from head to toe, but oh, silly me, with all my ruffles and braids, I was dwarfed by Her.
So here I am, saying goodbye to Empress Sissi (though a bit disappointed that no one organized a ball on my honour here in Schönbrunn) and waving to my prince charming, who is right now freezing down there, under this balcony. Feeling that the wind is so powerful (and damn cold) we will be heading back to our hot air balloon, to go back home but I will talk to you soon here, on the
Polkadot Planet Take care!