Growing up I had nothing to do with art. I didn’t even like it, I couldn’t understand it and people that
understood art and appreciated it, for me, they were faking it and pretending.
Like how can you understand a Pollock? Or a mural by Rothko Seagram?
It was like this for a very long period of time until my teacher managed to get out a part of me that I used
I think art is the greatest form of freedom, the only true way to experience life at fullest is art.
The fact that I can offer to a person the possibility to express a thought that he has in his head about my
art, is the best feeling possible that I can think of.
His thoughts becomes free once they look at my art.
I was born in Romania in 1994 and even though my country is not known for art, I think that passion
sometimes is born in the places you less expect.