Some days, my observations are balancing between humans and nature.
I am fascinated by both. When alone, human body postures and faces tell the whole story, if you are close enough to pay attention. When in pairs or groups, there is always a tension between humans, a relation one needs to observe.
With my street drawings I always try to take your hand and direct your gaze at some details, without explanations, words. I remove elements and emphasise others (sometimes I have no idea why, but usually these microdecisions are more than simple artifices). I remove colour, when necessary. These guys where literally wearing white and black, so no colour IRL.
Nature on the other hand is a catalogue of patterns, visual vectors and processes of adaptation (usually to human intervention and climate).
I love the way these hazelnut flowers1 are like a frozen rain falling from the sky toward your eye.
Both images, of course, collected during my run (from office to home, labeled work to home #w2h on my Strava account).
In 1993 (yup, no Internet back then, baby), a local printed magazine had a small section with people around the globe ready to become penfriends. I chose Lizzie, a girl from Peru, and wrote to her (back then I was already exchanging letters with A., another penpal here in Targu-Mures, but that’s another story I’ll publish one day).
Lizzie sent me a postcard from Lima and for a long time I kept dreaming about visiting Peru. These days, in one of my old diaries, I found a draft of my first letter to Liz (coauthored with A.). Bear with me, this is ‘93 English.
Needless to say, I am more than embarrassed to find out my most interesant (sic) and devoted friends back then were four hamsters…
The End.
Did you know hazelnut is a monoecious plant (separate male and female flowers on the same plant)?