Friday, April 11, 2014

Wild Flower

"Love is a fiery flower that bloom and withers" Then spring comes. 

Friday, January 24, 2014


If you're an alien, I want to be one like you. Unfitting through clouds, misfit through mid-size humans. If there is a way from the sea to the mountain, you'll show it to me.

Friday, May 17, 2013

Making Rain @Moma

The rAndom guys making rain by no means of clouds. The exhibition is now open at Moma, in New York. A field of falling water that pauses when human is detected. An installation playing Gods,  man controlling the rain. I knew already my mind and my heart controls the rain. So they must have thought the same. 

Friday, April 19, 2013

Here it is, a cup of art

Art is not that complicated. In fact, there's nothing more artistic than drinking a cup of coffee in this perfect spring day. Here, sip a cup of art.

Monday, March 25, 2013

I wish Rei to become a beautiful character

- Ai vrea să te naști pe pământul ăsta?
- Unde? În mintea ta? Cu ce mă ajută?
- Ai simți lucruri pe care doar ți le imaginezi.
- Ce înseamnă să simt lucruri. Ar trebui să simt tot. Eu sunt peste tot.
- Ai putea simți... tot și fiecare lucru în parte. Ai simți Pământul, urmele de pași în gravitație, greutatea unei gărgărițe pe un fir de iarbă, mirosul de scorțișoara. Ai simți cum trece timpul de secole, prin fiecare adiere a vântului. M-ai simți când te țin de mână.
- E dureros deja când vă privesc.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

sky people

sky people by siebo
sky people, a photo by siebo on Flickr.

What's water's color? Blue. What's the universe's color? Beige. What's my color? Changing fades.

Saturday, September 8, 2012


"Money is the most important, we'll do any job for it.  For now. We won't sell our soul."

Monday, July 30, 2012

Flying Soul

Today shall be the start of a story. A story about some lost flying soul trying to find its box. Its right human box. Its answer to the essential and eternal question. The soul should travel from border to border, in any language, in any culture. It shares the same connection, the one energy that fuels us all. It has even a name, it has even a language. It has his own story throughout all those human curtains.

Monday, July 9, 2012

Tune to rainbow

Hello, it's me again. Authenticity, play the word. Today, I find my inspiration in what it's called Random Hacks of Kindness, Hacking for Humanity, they say. Innovation to make the world a better place. Found an anthem and built a poem upon. Wishing upon a star I make changes that might be visible around me.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Ugly duckling turns into White swan

Big Heart of Art - 1000 Visual MashupsBig Heart of Art - 1000 Visual Mashups (Photo credit: qthomasbower)And there is a twist always in the ugly duckling/white swan story. When I can't tell you, I can write, when I can't write you, I can draw or I can sing, when I can't sing, will you find my voice, will you look at me the way I am?
I think I am surrounded by people who still have a dream for which they didn't go one step further, a dream they promised each other they will look and cherish on this road or another. People who seem to lower the shoulders and fall the inner smile they have for that dream, too soon. They let it go way too soon. There's only one piece of us, there's only one road we know, for the moment being. The age and the life are too contradictory with our inner soul, I know. But the dreams by our side, they capture our heart, they will always hold a part of ourselves, never really letting go, always a step behind, a corner of our lip from smile to one tear. For all those dreams trapped between the walls, I wish I could lend my voice. And if I lose my voice, be sure to find it again for me. And look at me like I am.
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Monday, February 27, 2012

Almost to the point

My Neighbor TotoroImage via WikipediaThere you go. When you see the dots but can't see the line that connects them. When with every breath you think have reached the line but not yet. Like a Totoro up in the tree, you watch the world from above, are you part of it, are you just a character in the wind or a spectator in the back seat? When you would want to have a speech, but you hold to the essence and can't find the words, can't design the shape. Then you meet a warm smile in its definition of long haired frame and shiny sword eyes.
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Thursday, December 22, 2011

Merry Times

It's the time when ginger and cinnamon and my chef form the love triangle. it's the time when I want to see all the people smile and you most of it. It's the Merry time when we walk on Rudolphs and spend the nights in the kitchen with our friends: the spices and the goodies. And the gingerbread heads are starting off the season.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Drawing language in a world of lines

My first ever Manga character with better lines and some sense of proportion. I worship my manga icon books while I am trying so hard to understand the language of lines. Having no proper notions, only some feeling inside and some energy melting whenever I get my HB pencils.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

The little black book

Finally with me.
The tiny book, always in current, with a set of rules that would become second nature to anyone who's about writing. See headline: Omit needless words.