My interest is back about my past of my people. I have learned the ancient alphabet of the Hungarian people. It is amazing to write using the letters and I can do it " fluently" . I am searching and finding my roots. It is an amazing travel inside of me. I feel enriched and humbled in the same time.
“Sunflower”
“White peacock”
“White peacock ll”
“Desert smoke somewhere”
“You and me”
“My garden of 35 years”
“Memory of my youth”
“The real meaning of Easter”
“Garden of Light”
“The tree of Ilona Tunder”
“Fall is here”
“Unicorn”
“Nesting bird”
“Nesting bird (2)”
“The tree with yellow light”
“The gift (2)”
“Tree of Light”
