A sweet humility is nesting inside me. A peace I never even knew existed, climbs on my old, fisty ways, like ivy on a castle wall.In all my restlessness, and uncertainties, it sometimes feels as if I am abruptly walking into a cloud of reassurance. I am moving like a pendulum between thoughts. Some are … Continue reading Cluster


Sketching someone's features is a deeply intimate process and it bonds me with the model. I get to swim in their expressions and see their features coming to life. I draw their stillness while imagining the movement behind it. Meet a beautiful stranger, a Hawaiian woman I caught a glimpse of when watching last year's … Continue reading Wahine


Roses, lilac, wildflowers, classic novels, cherries, homemade brandy, paper hats, small wood tables, random pathways that take you to apple, plum and walnut trees, Margarita, mirabelle, strawberries, dogs, linen sheets, cotton throws, whites and greens, my 33-year-old swing, sunsets, full moon, zinnias, peonies. Home. *In Romanian, dor comes from the Latin word dolus which means “pain” and is related … Continue reading Dor*


Yesterday, I dipped my finger in the moonlight and painted my name on the sky of your soul.Your trees sprang to life under its glow and I could feel you smiling quietly behind the closed curtains of your eyes. My name bears the history of my disappointments and joys, the seemingly endless roads toward myself … Continue reading Moonlight