Pécs [antikvár]

"Albert, you can't count!"Apparently that is what the members of the string quartet said to Albert Einstein, discoverer of the theory of relativity and one of the greatest minds of the twentieth century, when he played the violin and once again lost the rhythm and beat of the music. This anecdote may not be strictly true, but a lighter version of it has been told many times In many places by Robert Mann, member of the famous Juilliard quartet. They performed once at Einstein's house in Princeton in 1952, and after the performance asked Einstein to join them in playing a piece by Mozart. The physicist gladly agreed. Robert Mann had this to say about the performance: "Einstein played with the greatest concentration and love of music, yet our playing got slower and slower as we strove to keep pace with him." Einstein was a brilliant physicist, but an amateur musician. Similarly András Szebeni is a brilliant photographer, but a poor self-publicist, which is why I feel myself compelled to praise him to his face. He has composed a photo album about Pécs. Why is it so wonderful? Because in this collection of pictures are a living breathing being formed from cells of diamond which build on one another gleaming, sparkling, dancing and bringing the reader to sing, whilst singing with them. The people are like marble buildings, and the marble buildings like people.Every part of this miracle of architecture gives an unforgettable caress and is a once a great and minute 'Ninth symphony'.The houses and churches, mountains and valleys are celebrated in Szebeni's eye. This is Cod's wedding, and the bride's smile bears Pécs' Celtic name: 'beauty'.