writing with light

When the photograph is a mirror of the man, and the man is a mirror of the world, then Spirit might take over.
Minor White

Saturday, June 27, 2009


I have decided to bring the diaphanous muse of late written words and creative seeing within every new dialogue. Below thou hath it. Play it...and then...

Music by Bear McCreary - "Battlestar Sonatica"

Salt, as part of each of us, of our flesh and blood, is either bounty or poison. A spice that used to glow of gold in times of wanderers and wonders. Today nothing else but a second hand commodity...still, where available.
History has made a habit out of spiraling in a nebula of time, something similar to what mother Gaea's been doing. This is what eyes taste out of salt's history when nature comes together with man. Each one alone, both of them together. Shadow or light, lavishness or pure art?

Monday, June 08, 2009

First breathe outside, fresh look

6th of June 2009
Orange Concept Store on Calea Victoriei blvd. in Bucharest

The opening day of the first exhibition, a solo, of a selection of my works. Some of them can be seen here, some cannot. But soon will 'can'. An exhibition for which I am grateful to my Oana as she put all her trust and energy in making it possible. And she had a lot to cope with. Artists, should I indeed deserve this most honorable title, are difficult to deal with at some point or another.
An exhibition with no apparent thematic, but a glimpse over a path and a place within.

So for the next two weeks my works are going to be up there, watching the light changing itself, themselves and, why not, you.

I'll be waiting you! Be welcome!

P.S.: things to come