Înainte de a veni in locul unde sunt acum tare vroiam să trăiesc intr-un orașel cu pereți vechi pe care atingîndu-le ai putea simți minunea timpului oprit, a căror piatră ți-ar povesti sute de istorii despre oameni și epoci diferite, într-un orășel liniștit unde aș putea să ma conectez cu mine și unde aș avea spațiul meu personal pentru desenat, olarit, fotografiat, cusut, proiectat...un spațiu pentru care creativitatea și lucrul e ca tămîia pentru biserici. Și iată-mă-s aici ...da liniștea incă nu-i și locul nu pare să fie atît spațial cît temporal: îl descopăr și îl cuceresc cu timpul.
Before I came to this place were am I now, I really wanted to live in a town with old walls that could let you feel like time stoped when touching them, whose stone could tell you hundreds of human stories and different ages, in a quiet town were I could connect with myself and I could have my space for drawing, for pottery, photographing, sewing, designing...a space were creativity and work is like incense for churches. And here I am but the peace isn't here yet and the place is not as spatial as temporal: I descover and conquer it in time.
Before I came to this place were am I now, I really wanted to live in a town with old walls that could let you feel like time stoped when touching them, whose stone could tell you hundreds of human stories and different ages, in a quiet town were I could connect with myself and I could have my space for drawing, for pottery, photographing, sewing, designing...a space were creativity and work is like incense for churches. And here I am but the peace isn't here yet and the place is not as spatial as temporal: I descover and conquer it in time.
