In the beginning
I don’t have any real explanation why I fell in love with nature so much, but I believe it’s something that was given to us by God, the universe or whatever you want to call it.
People say that everyone is born with something, and that everyone is destined for something.
In our genes are the records of ancestors that are indelibly transmitted for generations and that is legality.
Even as a kid, I enjoyed TV shows dealing with nature and life on earth, read books and magazines, which were few and far between, and which were destined for animal lovers, breeders and hobbyists, and it was a normal thing then.
There was almost no house or apartment that did not have at least a small aquarium with fish, a parrot, a canary or some other songbird, pigeons, and the more affluent ones also had a purebred dog. Now that I think about it, I can’t remember a child who didn’t love animals and who didn’t have at least something as a pet.
It was a three-minute walk from the apartment where we lived to the bank of the Tisza river. Every day for an hour, I could breathe the air from the river, with an inexplicable smell, which regularly carried with it the sounds of birds, almost for a whole year. Only the winter days were mostly silent. Only at times could you hear flocks of small birds in flight, and in the evening hours, through the foggy twilight bound by frost and the smell of snow, the voices of wild geese or some belated heron hurrying to rest could be heard.
My parents also loved animals a lot. My late father, working in night shifts, then as a police officer, often met various animals, because as I said, the whole place where I still live today is completely surrounded by nature. There were not rare occasions when he would bring them home to me after returning from his shift, because he knew what joy and delight he could give me.
Various tenants, from hedgehogs, pigeons to owls and small birds, have passed through our small apartment of 38 square meters countless times.
Of course only for a moment, because always after that my parents would condition me to let them go, which I, like every kid, was reluctant to do.
At the same time, I was constantly attracted to art.
