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.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007


The monastery "Cozia" (1386-1388) .


Prayers for family and friends.


Dora said...

Smaranda, te-am nominalizat sa scri pe blogul tau 7 lucruri la intamplare despre tine, iar apoi sa nominalizezi alte 7 persoane care sa faca acelasi lucru.
Si eu am fost la randul meu nominalizata de catre Sarah, ai sa vezi daca intri pe blogul meu.

Nu e obligatoriu, bineinteles :), dar ma gandeam ca o sa ti se para distractiv.

p.s. iti citesc mereu posturile si-ti admir tablourile, doar ca, de cele mai multe ori sunt atat de emotionante,incat imi lipsesc cuvintele potrivite pentru a comenta. Imi fac o mare placere intotdeauna!

teodo said...

Thanks Sma.
ciao ciao