I am looking at the paintings you sent me and it’s as if I went back in time. I am, together with my cousins, in the house of the grandmother from Dobroteasa. We are rummaging through her wooden chest, painted with read flowers. We find embroidered table clothes, thick cotton sheets with laces, coarse shirts and traditional aprons. The traditional aprons are sewn with a golden thread. We start to spread the thread and to put in on our fingers as rings. A restlessness is crossing us when the wind moves the leaves of the poplar in front of the window. Is it good what we do? The shadows of the branches are disturbing our play, better get outside to the light, into the yard. Please don’t laugh, or laugh, but you told me to write what I feel, at the moment. That is what I felt and I also felt that there are some paintings that I would want in my bedroom, next to the icons I already have. Thank you for the trust, I lovingly embrace you!
Anda Niculina Pittis