Calendar — Pop-Up Poem Book
by Éva Somogyi

This 3D poem-book created by pop-up technique was inspired by the twentieth-century Hungarian poet Miklós Radnóti’s lyrical cycle titled Calendar. The spatial compositions in the twelve spreads are linked to the main theme – the changes in nature with the seasons of the year. The whole cycle is about the changes and movements take place in nature. The small paper creations reflect the atmosphere and cyclical nature of the seasons in a clear but lyric and sensitive way – as the poems it selves do. Except in case of the typography I consciously used no colours but accidental lights, shadows and contrasts in order to create a smooth harmony of colours.

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Hello September

“Cakes have gotten a bad rap. People equate virtue with turning down dessert. There is always one person at the table who holds up her hand when I serve the cake. No, really, I couldn’t she says, and then gives her flat stomach a conspiratorial little pat. Everyone who is pressing a fork into that first tender layer looks at the person who declined the plate, and they all think, That person is better than I am. That person has discipline. But that isn’t a person with discipline; that is a person who has completely lost touch with joy. A slice of cake never made anybody fat. You don’t eat the whole cake. You don’t eat a cake every day of your life. You take the cake when it is offered because the cake is delicious. You have a slice of cake and what it reminds you of is someplace that’s safe, uncomplicated, without stress. A cake is a party, a birthday, a wedding. A cake is what’s served on the happiest days of your life. This is a story of how my life was saved by cake, so, of course, if sides are to be taken, I will always take the side of cake.”
— Jeanne Ray


Albert Camus, “The Myth of Sisyphus”


Albert Camus, “The Myth of Sisyphus”

Audrey Hepburn in an interview during her visit to The Netherlands c. 1954. +

"To Homo neanderthalensis, his mutant cousin, Homo sapiens, was an aberration. Peaceful cohabitation, if it ever existed, was short-lived. Records show, without exception, that the arrival of the mutated human species in any region was followed by the immediate extinction of their less-evolved kin…" - Charles Xavier, Thesis [x]


"To Homo neanderthalensis, his mutant cousin, Homo sapiens, was an aberration. Peaceful cohabitation, if it ever existed, was short-lived. Records show, without exception, that the arrival of the mutated human species in any region was followed by the immediate extinction of their less-evolved kin…"
- Charles Xavier, Thesis [x]



The Stolen Child by W.B. Yeats


The Stolen Child by W.B. Yeats

That Paris exists and anyone could choose to live anywhere else in the world will always be a mystery to me.