Dive into William Blake’s dreamlike universe this fall in Budapest. The British poet, painter, and printer—long the poster child for the misunderstood Romantic genius—lived in London as a copper engraver, toiling late into the night inventing new printing and painting techniques. He saw himself as a prophet, building a bridge between the spiritual and the tangible through art and poetry. His works draw on radical politics, fervent faith, and raw personal struggle—and they still resonate today.
Guided tours: visions up close
The Museum of Fine Arts is rolling out a new show that invites you into a world of apparitions and mythic beings, with a rich cross‑current of visual art and literature from English Romanticism. Join a guided tour to explore the movement’s wild heart.
Dates: 2025.11.07., 11.09., 11.14–16., 11.21–23., 11.28–30., 12.06–07
Venue: 1146 Budapest, Dózsa György Road (Dózsa György út) 41.
Price: $4.10 per person for the tour, plus a valid exhibition ticket. Max group size: 18 people. Duration: 60 minutes. Arrive at least 20 minutes early.
Tours use tour‑guide devices; pick up receivers and headphones in the Marble Hall. Headphones are disinfected after each use. Want to use your own earbuds? Let the staff know.
Unorthodox tours with guest voices
On select dates, invited experts—writers, artists, and aesthetes—share personal connections to Blake, opening fresh angles on British Romantic dreamscapes and tracing the artist’s impact on the present.
Time: 2025.11.05., 16:15–17:15
Speakers: Nov 5 Kitti Jakobovits (Jakobovits Kitti), bibliotherapist; Nov 12 Kata Bodor (Bodor Kata), art historian; Nov 19 Anita Moskát (Moskát Anita), writer; Nov 26 László Győrffy (Győrffy László), visual artist.
Tickets for this program: full price $21.30; discounted $12.30 for visitors eligible for at least 50% off exhibition entry. Arrive at least 20 minutes early.
When Budapest turns Blake
Key dates in Budapest: 2025.11.05., 11.07., 11.09., 11.12., 11.14–16., 11.19., 11.21–23., 11.26., 11.28–30., 2025.12.06–07.
Blake’s marriage of heaven and hell is no metaphor here—it’s a front‑row seat to the sublime and the subversive, humming under museum lights.
