A good person can surely be a terrible artist. Still no one will ever be a genuine artist unless he is a great human being and thus also a good one.

Marc Chagall

My name is Ariel Kaya and I live in Budapest with my rescued cats Melinda, Lucia di Lammermoor and Nureyev.

I learned to read very very early and since then I never really stop reading. In the first years of my primary school I have begun to write stories – and in fact, I never ceased. I was writing diary and blog, reviews and articles, bad poetry and great essays, short stories and gargantuan novels. At the moment I am working on The Alchemy of Birthmarks.

According to my high school diploma I am painter and graphic designer. I actually never thought about myself like this – I simply like to paint. The main reason I managed to finish that school was art history. I loved it back then and I still appreciate it now. We had amazing teacher who taught us to describe – then analyse – then understand art. To relate history, music, painting and literature – and to come to conclusions. I will be forever thankful for that.

If I had finished my first studies, I would have got a BA or maybe even MA in Theatre Science – but after one year I decided to put theatre science in the friend zone. Not that I didn’t love it – I still do.

There is no “modern” or “traditional”, there is THEATRE, with capital letters.

Klára Kolonits

If I had time to finish my second studies, I would probably have BA degree in Musicology. I always – read: always – loved music, mainly so-called classical music. I was singing (terribly) since I can remember (and there are VHS proofs of that). At 6 years old I was fat short girl who was dying to go to the music school and play the violin. I am 27 and I never even held a violin in my life, though. Meanwhile when I was 16, I went to an opera performance first time. Since then I went crazy about opera theatre. Of course I tried opera singing myself. With as little success as you can imagine. Musicology was – and still is – a complementary thing. I have learnt a lot of things, I had some really good professors on both universities I studied on. I almost finished these studies, I even wrote the thesis – there were some administrative and logistical problems and in the end I just have my Polish language thesis on a contemporary (very contemporary) Hungarian composer hanging somewhere on my hard drive. Pretty useless, you might say, but I don’t regret having it written as I do not regret all those things I tried and apparently did not finish.

It was all for a reason. Thanks to all this I was always surrounded by all kinds of art and human science. Through these years I also met a lot of artists and some Artists. Some of them – the ones with the capital A – remain in my life for a while already and I am incredibly thankful for each of them because they enrich the world and the people around them with endless amount of beauty, the tissue their souls are made of.

This website is a humble attempt of giving it all a signature. I keep writing, I still paint sometimes – and design websites, for that matter – and I still sing sometimes. I spend every free moment in any theatre that I can enter (even better, through the back door). I run (when it’s not damn cold, I mean), I take photographs, I spoil my cats and others’ children, I work in the least artistic IT company you can think about and I am personal assistant to a fantastic opera soprano. Doing all that and more I try to remember these two sentences of Marc Chagall, first at the beginning of this post, second following.

I feel the relative rightness of our paths and the ridiculousness of everything that is not obtained through one’s own senses or one’s own soul, that is not pervaded by love.

Marc Chagall

I do not consider myself an artist, though I would like to be one day. But trying to be a good person and make least harm possible – and feel, and experience, and love – is a good deal of work anyway.

Languages

Fluent

Polish | Hungarian | English | Italian

Bits of

French | German | Russian

To have another language is to possess a second soul.

Charlemagne

  

Authors*

Mária Szepes

Roald Dahl

Hans Christian Andersen

Jenő Dsida

Isabel Allende

Fredrik Backman

Hanya Yanagihara

Maurice Maeterlinck

Andrzej Szczeklik

Juliusz Słowacki

Alfred de Musset

Ernest Hemingway

William Shakespeare

Sándor Petőfi

Julian Przyboś

Jacques Prévert

…and see my profile on Goodreads because I love so many single books of various authors it’s impossible to list them all

Artists*

Marc Chagall

Odilon Redon

Frida Kahlo

Auguste Rodin

Rembrandt van Rijn

Albert von Keller

Wit Stwosz

Stanisław Wyspiański

Gustav Klimt

Composers*

Gustav Mahler

Jean Sibelius

Richard Strauss

Robert Schumann

Claude Debussy

Johannes Brahms

Mieczysław Karłowicz

Opera Composers**

Ferenc Erkel

Gaetano Donizetti

Pietro Mascagni

Giuseppe Verdi


*except for the top, the list does and will change

**yes, it does make difference