Cleaning the room as a metaphor…

… for putting things in order in my life. Apart from visiting museums and going to classical music concerts, I … More

Freedom comes at a price

So, today… I gave myself some downtime as a gift for… Well, not progress with the project(s) I am working … More

I was looking over the posts I’ve written on this blog and… yes, to see if I should delete anything. … More

I’ve been on a photo trip a week ago and after editing the photos I did there and after I … More

Last weekend I went to Balcic & 2 Mai because that’s what people do here on 1st of May, they … More

I don’t like Picasso. I don’t like Picasso’s cubist paintings… much. I used to say I don’t like Picasso… until … More

It is easy for me to write in English, sometimes even easier than writing in Romanian, because I think in … More

But you cannot! Maybe you’ve heard people say when looking at an artwork that their child or a child could … More

I thought lately about the fact that I do not seem to have a favorite color any more. The context … More

There comes a time when we have to decide what we want to do. We do not really have to … More