Rosemary and lemon
Lavander, calendula and rose
Pine and chamomile
Mix of wild plants with relaxing effect collected in Transylvania.
Gift inspired by nature
Nature inspired gift.
Scented candle made from soy wax.
Black tea with vanilla, ennobled with blue flowers collected in Transylvania.
Mix of wild plants with calming effect.
Wild herbs mix with comforting effect.
Mix of herbs with tonic effect.
Mix of marigold,raspberry, roses and lady's mantle.
Physcia and Xantoria are two wood funguses, and many times the only two colors you can find in the snow, in middle of the winter. Fallen branches wear them through the cold, and this spectacle is always a reason good enough to stop and watch closely, wishing I could shrink and explore their shapes even closer. One doesn’t have to understand, in order to know. To simply be aware. Of the multitude of sizes and shapes, of the complexity of this world, of the very own size and shape.
Winter walks can be a bliss. Isolated by the snow blanket, the scenery can be sometimes boring, but only to place in the spot light such a tiny wonderful micro universe.
Is it the long winter, that makes us fall in love with the miracle of the first spring flowers? Is it their fragile beauty and tiny size that make us love them? Falling in love is, in many times, a matter of contrast. We fall for the little ones, for the exotic ones, for the careless ones. Only to realize that we are so different.
First days of Spring are first days if running through the woods again after the heavy winter snow, and exploring these little jewels is connected to movement, solitude, silence and happiness.
Getting old is a difficult subject. So I wonder, how would I get old, myself? All paintings of this collection are abstract manifestations of such thoughts on ageing.
Loosing memory, having al slowly swapped away, like paint under the rain.
Inspired by an old house, a rainy day, and an oleander leaf.
Watercolor on vellum.
Watercolor and pencil on paper.
Loosing friends, loosing your beloved one, loosing your mind, knowing it’s all a matter of time now.
Inspired by a dark autumn day, and a quiet stroll through the park.
Such evergreens, who do fade, despite their name, beauty is only a phase. Fading, ageing, are only different facets of beauty.
Inspired by a personal research on pines.
On what extend is solitude a choice? How would I, a solitary person, cope with the need of company, protection, help of any kind? How would I, a solitary person, exist carefully wrapped in care and love?
Inspired by an old hip rose bush, a solitary morning stroll through the hills, and a hot summer day.
Pouch made of textile material with botanical print.
In difficult times, people learn to understand themselves better and to find inner strenght, so that they can grow further.
Some get brighter, and find their freedom
Some expand, and get connected
Some get rooted, and become stable
Some reshape, and reinvent themselves
This stream of thoughts was inspired by a walk through the budding woods, once upon a rainy day in spring, watching how trees build up new growing layers.
Size: 23x16cm
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