Soul Eruption

We tend to dismiss what we don't understand, mostly because we can't connect to it. We call it too abstract sometimes. But often we regret losing touch with it without being able to find a soothing reason. Have you ever felt you're mentally returning to a person, thing, word, situation while trying to find a deeper meaning, one that brings a sense of balance? Was it ever hard to arrive peacefully to let go without feeling you're giving up on something important? Maybe sometimes we break up with something that isn't toxic at all, even if it feels very uncomfortable. Remember the pain in the bones while growing up? What about the excitement about arriving at that promised age of freedom? Have you already arrived there? Have you ever stopped growing?

I never dared to call myself an artist. I, instead, secretly wore a heavy mask in an exhausting quest to escape a socially induced self-perception, that of a misfit.

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This body of work started in a Romanian village, while in self-isolation for more than 3 months during the Covid-19 2020 spring lockdown. It pilled up in an intimate collection of introspective posters meant to curate unfiltered emotions experienced during this strange time when the whole world was trying to survive an overwhelming panic attack. Paradoxically, the mask, the official trademark of the fatal disease, is, at the same time, the only way to keep the situation under control and marketed as a sign of respect towards life. In front of this dystopic tsunami, getting rid of the mask has become a collective struggle.

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Soul Eruption wants to showcase the intricate, intense self-discovery journey through a set of digital illustrations. It is a virtual gallery of independence declarations, and, paradoxically, at the same time, an open invitation sent to that long-time missed part of the world longing to embrace a free spirit. This work of art wants to grow as an artistic entity that transcends the borders and limitations of social isolation.