​"Flavor is easily associated with food, drinks, with all things that we (can) consume.

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Tasting and seeing, isn't as simple of a concept, to me.

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Disclosing a bit about me - through words: Here is a short story.​

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'....It started from my left ear, slowly progressing towards the right.

I visited small neighborhood clinics to prefectural hospitals over the 8 years. 

Most said, no source of pain visible or present.

It was a phase of - not hearing on the left ear, onto the right, then some days both, some days better enough to hear crisp sounds

but with high pitch noises that never existed.

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That chapter should have ended in Japan, but recurred on my short trip to Budapest one year ago. 

Worst of all, the pain was, paralyzing the left half of my face and forcing myself in bed for most of the trip. 

But when, returning to Vienna, the pain seeped itself out like a playful ghost.

Then it was, Happy halloween.

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The result of all of this drama, was that: 

colors became ever more vibrant, sound ever more logical​

colors that popped out the most became ever more flavorful

texture, it's own feeling.

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(To make it clear, it wasn't BECAUSE of this, but served as a form of magnifying glass to explore my artistic possibilities.)

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Examples. Juxtaposition of a creamy pink and pastel lilac = flavor of BR cotton candy ice cream.

White, black, any pink in a spiral = cotton material, square handkerchief with stitching on the corners.

"Yamabuki" (jaune) = used to be bullet trains, now, a thick pumpkin puree. 

Muted turquoise= month of March.

A white, bumpy surface with thin, pointy protrusions= salty, like the salt before the tequila.

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Sounds (without tunes) are lines, thick black lines, that form itself into "shapes" (- not really, they are like free hand drawings without lifting the marker)

Flavor too, the same way but not as persistent as sound.

​(Above examples can be, a form of, synethesia)

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It's absolutely unintentional, that I have a collection of orange-yellow sweaters, but if told to explain - these are pumpkin colored. This isn't supposed to be funny, but till recently I realized it sounded as a joke to some. 

Well, if you see a specific orange-yellow color immediately tasting pumpkin puree (which is used to make my favorite pumpkin pie) - isn't it pleasant, to taste it every time you see yourself wearing that color?

In all seriousness, I avoid muted turquoise to get my mind off the arrival of spring

or the pink & lilac combo, knowing that there are no BR stores near me.

Or even orange-yellow, outside of pumpkin season.

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Just listing some more examples. 

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When I see a black line swerving through the canvas, or a flat sheet of paper.

I will immediately recognize it as a form of a sound, or flavor most close to what is drawn.

Actually, if you make some sounds for me with no tune, I'll draw it for you.

Only in black ink though, on a white sheet of paper.

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Or another dimension: two combinations of sound, words, or two letters, immediately play a song with that exact sound or words.'

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With that being said, How does Vienna taste to me?

Vienna is - most definitely, bittersweet in the sense of the appearance of Sachertorte (without the actual flavor of it)

bittersweet in the sense of a coffee nougat

but less persistent flavors than those early 20th century classical music. 

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Is it tasty?

Could be, if you master all of its possible flavors day by day.

All of its slightest form of variations. 

It is not fresh, it is not sweet

nor is it new every morning. 

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It allows you to realize each very limited variations

That I soak in, pick and draw out, in forms of images with specific colors & style.

Like sachertorte and coffee nougat,

both that I have yet to try."