When the sun rises I think of a new day as a new world I want to meet. So,in my eyes I see the colour of a rose full of dew drops. In my mind are all the wonderful places i saw or hope to see and in my heart there is the emotion of a new adventure. Come with me in my world of beauty!

House of roses

The creation of something new is not accomplished by the intellect but by the play instinct acting from inner necessity. The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.
Carl Jung
The more frightening the world becomes...the more art becomes abstract.

Monday, April 2, 2007


Yesterday ,
when the sky was full of colors,
on a branch of an apple tree,
some flowers had a chat,
about the shining sun,
about the blue and violet clouds,
like the eyes of a girl,
who is as happy
as a spring day.
Her name is

1 comment:

Peticelul Romanesc said...

Intr-adevar, o lume de frumusete!Corina