In My Father’s Name
I hadn’t expected my doctoral research to lead me back to my father’s death. Yet a poem about loss opened a door to memories, questions, and meanings I thought I had already understood.
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Lost in Translation
What language do you think in? A seemingly simple question from my supervisor sent me down an unexpected rabbit hole involving family stories, found poetry, and the peculiarities of translation.
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Conceptualise Things Anew
Research isn’t always about knowing what we’re looking for. Sometimes the most interesting discoveries happen when we surrender to the process and see where it takes us.
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The Art of Serendipity
I have a habit of stumbling across things I didn’t know I was looking for. But what if those seemingly random coincidences aren’t quite so random after all? And what if recognising the connections between them is an art in itself?
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The Discoveries We Stumble Upon
What do a new car, a long hot shower, artificial intelligence, and a Hungarian grandmother have in common? More than I could possibly have imagined.
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Intangible Heritage
What happens to the stories and traditions we inherit as they travel across generations, across borders, and through time?
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Finding Words
I went looking for words in someone else’s writing. I hadn’t anticipated finding words for my own story.
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The Shackles Have Been Removed!
I thought I was simply explaining my research to an ethics committee. Instead, I found myself understanding it in an entirely new way.
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The End of an Era
There are objects that quietly accompany us through whole chapters of our lives, collecting memories until the day comes when we have to let them go.
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The Tulips Were Always There
I love the unexpected tangents that emerge during counselling sessions—and the things I learn when conversations wander somewhere I never anticipated.
