Trapped
鈥淧erhaps it doesn鈥檛 qualify听as literary exaggeration to say听that the room was full of the听shadowy figures of wild听visions… One always carries his听paranoia with him wherever听he goes… We don鈥檛 really听want to let this noise close to听us, just like we refuse to听acknowledge the idea of a听serious sickness… Outside? The听Outside has its own inside听too…鈥
鈥擱emembrance of West Berlin听(1987) by听Gyorgy Konrad
Giant
鈥淚n West Berlin on Stayloyalstreet/听I had pizza dinner in front of a听restaurant/听with four or five other听tables next to mine,/听all empty,/听maybe because of the black rain听that was dripping…/听A tiny waiter听stopped by my table:/听鈥淢r. Goliath, am I right?鈥/听To my affirmative answer, he gave听me a letter/听And while I was looking for the听sender,/听He hit my face with a hot Cheese,/听tomato and salami topped pizza./听… the big house started spinning/听before me I was lying on the/听cobblestone in the rain/听And knew I听was going to die hungry 鈥/听The corpse ravaged by a hundred听rats/ 听A thousand flies covering dead rats,/听The small eats the bigger 鈥/听Times are tough for Goliath/听Times are good for little David.鈥
鈥擮n Stayloyalstreet听(1982) by听Istvan Eorsi
The Boy
鈥淓verything has a sense, a听meaning. Everything is a part听of听something, fits into听something… but it seems as听though this somehow doesn鈥檛听apply to Berlin, to West Berlin听more precisely. This is why I听mostly stayed home, curled听up, seeing the spy and the听enemy in everybody鈥 This听was even worse than听loneliness鈥 a vacuum, a hole听that cannot be filled, a听throbbing, aching wound…听Despite all this, I long for it听now because back then M听was still with me… and we听played with marbles in the听hall of our apartment…鈥
鈥擝erlin Battle听(1988) by Imre Oravecz
Currywurst
鈥淭he starting point has to be this听interaction, the gentle interplay between being touched and untouchable,听of being familiar and听a stranger.听It is present but abstract at听the same time. Being home,听no matter how relative it is, is always routine and repetition…” 听 听 听 听 听 听 听听听 听 听听
鈥擳he Red Lion 听(2002) by Lajos Parti Nagy
In Vain
鈥淚f the most important thing听is freedom, the devil wouldn鈥檛听possibly want more than to听take it from one by binding听them to bad habits. These听habits then drag the soul to听ignorance and an animalistic听existence… She went to the听window and stared at the听dark, empty streets through听the curtain. She slowly听understood that she was lost.听She had fallen in love with听that man…鈥
鈥擝lack Berlin Notebook听(1997) by听Erno Sziv
Couple in Bed
鈥淚sn鈥檛 this shock I act to听myself just a stage? After all,听what is a play but an effort of听the inevitable present to听experience the past听or the听future? … The stage only makes听this constant confusion of time听and space visible… if I make myself disappear from my own present as an听experiment! If my imagination听places it on a stage… ‘What a play! But it鈥檚 only a play!…’鈥
鈥擝erlin Grey听(1973) by听Peter Nadas
Crystal Night
鈥淭he object of the rage听usually remains indefinite.听One听can only decipher the trail of听this anger. Rain was dripping听from the alder: a tap has听been opened and the tubes听fixed on the branches started听spraying water. The man, with听the hammer held against his听chest, was soaking under the听tree on the sunny square, his听face indifferent…鈥
鈥擬ystery (2004) by听Zsolt Lang
My photographic work evolves into contemporary tales about human subconscious, reflecting surrealist qualities while playing with reality. I love the reconstructing capacity of photography that by transforming elements from the existing world it shows us a parallel universe, and leads back to something faithful at the same time. The intellectual and artistic ground of the ’50s and ’60s is a great source of inspiration for my art. I feel connected to this era, as the complexity experienced in art, when artists began to examine critically the disconnection of the image from reality. Even the esthetical appearance of this era, literature through movies, has the biggest impact on my visual thinking and on my life as a woman as well.
I’m interested in exploring my own female self, and femininity in general terms. Adopting a deceptively childlike charm, my work transports the viewer into a feminine surrealist wonderland, a fairytale-like environment that explores the “in-between”, the tension that lies both within the physical and psychological space of the female identity.
My most recent series Berlin bhf. (bahnhof) was inspired by Hungarian authors鈥 Berlin experiences. I fragmented their works, creating听narratives reacting to each of them. The concept is entirely root颅ed in intimate issues of my personal life, through which I could emphasize Berlin being a transitory state, as a habi颅tat of passengers, temporary home for these authors. Even though these writings are inspirational, text and image work together as a puzzle here. The scenes take places in different interiors of a fictive Berlin, showing feelings and relations through these moments of transition. With the narrative capacity of photography I wanted to emphasize that the image is frozen in time, and there is no before or after told. Only this moment exists in the present with the permanent feeling of outcast, rootlessness and the desire of being integrated.
Anna Tihanyi received her听MA in communications at the JATE University with a听thesis themed in photography: 鈥淪tills in Motion.” Twice, she received a grant from the Ministry of Education and Culture of Hungary, and became a member of the Studio of Young Hungarian Art Photographers (FFS).听With her series Berlin bhf., Tihanyi has won the 3rd prize at the European Month of Photography Festival in Ljubljana, Honorable Mention at the Moscow International Foto Awards, and debuted in a solo show in the Robert Capa Contemporary Photography Center in Budapest, Hungary. She has been selected to participate and exhibit the series at NordArt International Art Exhibition in Germany, and been nominated for submitting the same series to the prestigious Prix Pictet Award.
Tihanyi听has been featured in numerous solo and group exhibitions nationally and internationally. She is currently working on her next project 鈥淐haracter Assassination鈥 in Budapest, Hungary.
