M-am colorat

Obisnuiam sa merg pe poteci de padure tinandu-ma singura de mana. La o adiere de brad sau orice con cazut, imi dadeam tot singura o imbratisare.

Moment de reculegere cand glasul unei pasari pierea in luminis...

Acum cand merg prin padure imi masor pasii . Cu pasii altcuiva. Si incerc sa calc pe urmele-i ce parca niciodata nu pleaca, ci numai vin.

Moment de reculegere cand vocile noastre gandesc la fel...

In padure totul este firesc si orice se poate intampla.Seara aud bufnitele pe care le-am iubit mereu. Cu ochii lor de om, hoatele, urmaresc buhuind cum membrele lungi umane se balanseaza usor pe langa corp in timp ce falangele stau inclestate intr-o strangere de mana. Pe inserat in padure frunzele trosnesc mai frumos,ele ma roaga sa nu plec.

Obisnuiam sa merg pe poteci de padure si sa vad cu ochii-mi miopi trunchiuri,ace de brad, luminisul, busturile de lemn  doborate la pamant, pene de pasari si sclipiri de apus, pe toate le vedeam in alb si negru.Dar de curand, de la o vreme, m-am colorat. Ochiul drept incepe sa vada turcoazul iar stangul...

stangul ii tine moment de reculegere dreptului de fiecare data cand irisul, bate ca o inima de prunc nou nascut-

bucurandu-se ca a mai descoperit o culoare .

Gradina

Acolo pasarile zboara mai sus ca vulturii.
Acolo tu imi oferi capsuni cu mainile tale murdare de pamant.
Si obrajii mei rosesc ca si capsunile .
Cand o caprioara apare, inima mea alearga cu ele.
Cand ma intorc in gradina, ochii mei cauta in toate directile o umbra.

Si cuibul de randunici cu puii...
mirosul de paie si de pamant
si ierburile ce in ceaiu-mi aburind ajung -

un bust culcat la pamant.
Gradina .

Taste Buds-the adventure into the taste world continue...

The firts day of Taste Buds Project

It is very relaxing to sit on a table while looking at the people passing by and inviting those who are serving a meal near you to discuss about tastes.
For sure, most of them decide to talk about the last taste they remember- the taste of the food they just had. And being a cafe with thai specific, almost all the courses have a very spicy taste. This is why people were more ''keen'' on the ''Spicy Bud'' board than the other ones.
So I decided to ''recall'' a bitter experience and I filled in my thoughts on a little ''bitter tongue''. The bitter reminds me from my childhood, when I used to peel green nuts and then ''taste'' my bitter fingertips. Bitter for me is also the skin with tan on it.
The little tongues are supposed to be some kind of puzzle pieces and putted together to form a ''flower'' of tastes.

I really had a ''bitter-sweet'' experience. And this is only the beginning. Let's see what it's going to happen further...

I will be there- sitting on a table, watching people while passing by, shooting some photographs. I am the girl in the Shadow


'' It's not what you see that is art, art is the gap '' - Marcel Duchamp

Taste Buds Art Project

Today the Taste Buds art project starts in Aberdeen Market at Pad Thai cafe. I have been working at this project together with the artists Jay Koh and Chu Yuan and after cutting and painting a lot of little paper tongues( as interaction materials ) , this is finally happening .
This involves interacting with the public while discussing about taste and what memories they evoke to people.
I will be there taking photograps which hopefully are going to end in a final exhibition about how was the project going.
Why call something a bitter-sweet experience?
Does taste rest only on our tongues?
SWEET, SOUR, BITTER, SALTY, PUNGENT...What does each taste evoke to you?

when my inspiration kills me...I paint.

Facts

Cred.
cu tarie.
ca libelulele au puteri magice
ca prajiturile mici sunt mai bune ca cele mari
ca oja neagra are carbune in ea
ca portocalele aduc fericirea
ca un trup iti tine cel mai bine de cald
ca broastele testoase stiu mai multe decat ne imaginam noi
ca o sa devin media artist
ca o sa am multe papusi de portelan
ca intr-o zi o sa castig o licitatie pentru un obiect foarte vechi
ca cele mai bune bomboane dintr-o cutie intreaga sunt acelea invelite in staniol
ca mai exista ceva dupa moarte
ca rasul iti da mai multe zile de trait
ca in 2011-2012 o sa vizitez cel putin doua tari
cred cu tarie ca niciodata nu o sa ma pot taia si sa imi curga sange fara sa imi vina sa lesin.