Wednesday, 27 April 2011

Photo of The Day-soon

Oh, my!! There is less than a month till my dream Vacation. Mexico!!!!! I'm excited, nervous, scared and happy to be there soon. I do not know what to expect, I'm just thinking of those moments of total relaxation and the Wedding day (my best-friend is getting married).Usually by now I have all the reservation to the Hostels and the itinerary done, but this time, I would like to take it as an adventure, expecting things to happen themselves. Do you have any plans for this Summer?

Thursday, 21 April 2011

Photo of The Day- today's mood

Sun+Shopping+Good Mood+Spring+Presents+Party+Cakes=Today

Inspiration{Friends, Lovers and Chocolate}

Monday, 18 April 2011

Photo of The Day

Old Cars and Plains are two of my weaknesses when it comes to photography. This picture is perfect in every way.

Sunday, 17 April 2011

Coelho's Blog

The first symptom of the process of our killing our dreams is the lack of time. The busiest people I have known in my life always have time enough to do everything. Those who do nothing are always tired and pay no attention to the little amount of work they are required to do. They complain constantly that the day is too short. The truth is, they are afraid to fight the Good Fight.

The second symptom
of the death of our dreams lies in our certainties. Because we don’t want to see life as a grand adventure, we begin to think of ourselves as wise and fair and correct in asking so little of life. We look beyond the walls of our day-to-day existence, and we hear the sound of lances breaking, we smell the dust and the sweat, and we see the great defeats and the fire in the eyes of the warriors. But we never see the delight, the immense delight in the hearts of those who are engaged in the battle. For them, neither victory nor defeat is important; what’s important is only that they are fighting the Good Fight.

And, finally, the third symptom of the passing of our dreams is peace. Life becomes a Sunday afternoon; we ask for nothing grand, and we cease to demand anything more than we are willing to give. In that state, we think of ourselves as being mature; we put aside the fantasies of our youth, and we seek personal and professional achievement. We are surprised when people our age say that they still want this or that out of life. But really, deep in our hearts, we know that what has happened is that we have renounced the battle for our dreams – we have refused to fight the Good Fight.

When we renounce our dreams and find peace, we go through a short period of tranquility. But the dead dreams begin to rot within us and to infect our entire being.
We become cruel to those around us, and then we begin to direct this cruelty against ourselves. That’s when illnesses and psychoses arise. What we sought to avoid in combat – disappointment and defeat – come upon us because of our cowardice.

And one day, the dead, spoiled dreams make it difficult to breathe, and we actually seek death. It’s death that frees us from our certainties, from our work, and from that terrible peace of our Sunday afternoons

Words from Petrus to me during The pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela

Paulo Coelho

Thursday, 14 April 2011

My dream Cars





Inspiration {Friends,Lovers and Chocolate}

Friday, 8 April 2011

My work- illustrations






I decided to show you some illustration I've made lately for a friend . She just moved in a new flat and she asked me to fill her rooms with Paintings and illustrations. I was so happy to do it as I was waiting for a cause to bring alive my ideas. They are different styles because they suppose to be hanged in different rooms: kitchen, dining-room or livingroom. I'm in a period of light, fluid colours so it was a little hard to came-up with what she wished for: bold colours. All in all she was very happy with the results and so am I. I never made this type of illustration, so I was a bit surprised to see how good they look. It's all about having the paint/illustration already in your head and then you'll be satisfied with your work; when I start a paint without knowing what I want, I will change it at least 3 times in till something comes up ...so better wait longer till the idea will rise then hurry things and give-up in the end.
Which one is your favorite? mine is the one with tea-cups and "Home".

Wednesday, 6 April 2011

Sunday, 3 April 2011

Inspiration from Cluj

{Lida}

{Cristina}

I'm happy to remark the evolution in Cluj's fashion . There are few people who wear stand-out outfits and few you can see on the streets. Are people afraid to put their own signature? are cloths hard to get? do Romanians have good tastes in fashion? I think it's a mixture of all. Probably it didn't pasted enough time since Communism, when our parents did not had diversity and choices ( most of the time they were making their own clothes), so we didn't grow-up in a mature fashion world. Every time I have the chance to go at Vintage or handmade Fairs I can feel inspired and delightful to see so many beautiful people inside-out. So, I decided to show you people I meet and their special outfits.

Friday, 1 April 2011

Cars and the way it influences your life


My parents left me their old car which it has at least 20 years already and let me tell you something: it doesn't look that bad after we gave her a make-over. Since we have this car we laugh every time we drive it. We make fun of the moments when it makes strange noises or when we start it and makes the entire neighborhood disappear in a big fog.Lucky my boyfriend goes to the gym so he can spin the wheel . It smells, it's huge and old etc ...but it's so much fun to drive it. This car which we call it "Batmobile" created unique moments which we will never replace or forget. I'm 99.9% sure that if we had a brand new car we wouldn't had the chance to laugh that much. This made me think of all those moments in time during childhood when half of the them were related with hard times but full of joy and fun. I've been sleeping in cold, eating horrible things, getting through physical challenges and pain; razed by a family which teach me how to manage things on my own, but those points in life although they were hard, they were surrounded by happiness also. I wish I could keep this thoughts every time I'm down or think that life didn't brought me enough money to enjoy life and hope that "you" ( who reads my blogs ) never think that only money will bring you happiness. No ... make it worth every single moment :with or without money.