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.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

You and me

your memories start to whisper
about the ocean .

I feel it
in my veins...

The breeze start
to dance
over your shoulder.

I feel it
in my breath...

The waves
wail and struggle
and call for your arms.

I feel it
on my skin...

I'm near you
but you are free.

My veins...
my breath...
my skin...


Your freedom makes me
love you

Saturday, October 20, 2007


The shapes,
can they bring
the essence
of the universe?

If you call,
the silence fills
the space
of harmony.

If you touch,
the emptiness

If you look,
the shadows
replace the bright
of the world's face.

If you
you have the answers
of the shapes
in the universe.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Manastirea Barsana, Maramures

Sunt locuri unde lumina se aseaza,
iar linistea canta melodii domoale...

There are places where the light sits,
And the silence whispers soft songs…

Caldura lemnului sporeste
ecoul gandurilor

The warmth of the wood enhances
The eco of thoughts

si securea , uneori, lasa in urma
dantela si culoare.

And the tomahawk sometimes leaves behind
Lace and color.

Asfintitul inmoaie verticala
si Cerul mangaie crestetul turlei.

The sunset comforts the heights
And the Sky caresses the top of the spire.

Pelerin la intalnirea cu toamna...

Pilgrim meeting the autumn…