when home means fellowship

There are a few weeks since we don't longer have a place called our home and we're on our way to find one, but the word HOME can have different significations, and one of them is fellowship.  Home is a word which for me is related to a sense of belonging, it is a personal universe where you are totally free and in which every corner and object creates a beautiful balance because it is your place, your stuffs,  and also because everything is charged with memories. I was wondering, isn't that the fellowship with dear people contains the same amount of attributes?! I've lived so often the feeling of home in the middle of fellowships, but I've never immersed myself in these thoughts until now... There is a Bible verse in my mind regarding this, and it is found in Matthew 18:20 : "For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them.” How much beauty can be found in these words.. how much beauty can be found in the logic of God's creation!
This illustration it's not only about my present experiences, but also about my childhood which is full of moments around the table, and not because we were a gourmand family :p but because this was our way of life, especially at my grandmothers house, where in almost all of the holidays we gathered together with aunts, uncles, cousins! I still wonder how come that we all fitted in the house! :)) I remember that since the first warm beams of spring would sow up, until the beginning of the rain season in autumn, we used to eat outside under the old lime tree where we used to have a green-blue wooden table, covered with a brown floral mat, as I remember.... There are a lot of things to tell about that place, that time...hmm.. I think beautiful memories are the most precious gifts that a child can receive, I feel so blessed that I've had such a beautiful childhood. My wish is that one day I would write and illustrate some of these memories and turn them into a book!  What a dream... :)


Cand acasa inseamna partasie

De o vreme nu mai avem un loc numit acasa al nostru ci suntem in cautarea lui, dar cuvantul in sine poate avea mai multe semnificatii, iar unul dintre ele este partasia.  ACASA este un cuvant care pentru mine este legat de un sentiment al apartenentei, al sigurantei, si al unui univers propriu in care esti liber si in care fiecare colt si obiect creaza un echilibru frumos pentru ca este locul tauincarcat cu amintiri.  Ma intrebam, nu cumva si partasia cu oamenii dragi contine in ea insasi tot amalgamul acesta de atribute?!  Am trait adesea sentimentul de acasa in mijlocul partasiilor dar nu m-am adancit niciodata pana acum in gandurile acestea.  In Matei 18:20 este un verset drag cu privire la partasie: „Căci acolo unde sînt doi sau trei adunaţi în Numele Meu, sînt şi Eu în mijlocul lor.” Cata frumusete in cuvintele acestea... cata frumusete in logica si echilibrul creat de Dumnezeu!:)
 Ilustratia pe care am facut-o poarta in ea nu doar gandurile si trairile prezente ci si franturi din copilaria mea care este plina de momente in jurul mesei, si nu pentru ca am fi fost o familie de gurmanzi :p dar asa era randuiala la noi, mai ales la bunica unde mai in toate vacantele se strangeau matusi, unchi, verisori, plus noi care eram vreo 7! Si acum stau si ma gandesc unde incapeam cu totii! :))  Imi amintesc ca incepand de la primele adieri calde ale primaverii si pana toamna cand dadeau primele ploi, mancam adesea afara sub teiul batran din curte, unde era mereu o masa de un gri-albastrui din lemn, cu sertar pe mijloc si pe care era asezata o musama cu imprimeu floral.  Ar fi mult de povestit despre timpurile si locurile acelea... hmm...  ma gandesc ca amintirile frumoase sunt cel mai pretios dar pe care il poti darui unui copil, sunt binecuvantata ca am putut avea parte de o astfel de copilarie.. Poate intr-o zi voi ilustra si scrie din aceste amintiri, si apoi le voi aduna intr-o poveste. Ce vis frumos... :)  


Summer journal

It's been a few days since I am back home,  but my thoughts are still not here in Paris, there are lost somewhere in summer...
I'm traveling with my mind through the gardens, and smell that fresh air of the morning, watch quietly how the soft yellow light caresses the trees, the wet grass, the flowers and the vegetables paradise full of colors.. All that beauty I can have it here to if I go to a farm near Paris, and it would still be overwhelming beauty, but those images that I speak about are connected with dear people, and the moments itself are making that place differently beautiful. I keep in my heart the sweet fellowship that we had with family and friends and the crowded table gatherings with good food, smiles and stories... Yes I do think that simple things give a right meaning to life..  I cherish every joy that God is giving me on this Earth, knowing that these joys are just a shadow of the great beauty and happiness that will come.. being together an eternity in Haven... moments where it will be no place for time. :)
Although I wanted to illustrate more of these moments in my notebook I didn't had enough time for it.. even so, those few illustrations that I've made keep alive the emotions of the moments and places where there have been created.


Vara din caietul meu
Cu toate ca de cateva zile m-am reîntors acasa, gandul meu este tot la vacanta...
Mi-e gandul la diminetile cu aer proaspat din gradini, la acea lumina calda ce mangaia copacii, iarba umeda, florile si tot belsugul de legume colorate. Toata frumusetea aceea o pot avea si aici daca merg la o ferma langa oras, si ar fi tot frumusete coplesitoare, dar imaginile despre care povestesc sunt conectate cu oameni dragi si momente care fac locurile acelea sa fie de o frumusete diferita. Pastrez in inima mea dulcea partasie cu familia si prietenii, mesele aglomerate, pline de bucate gustoase, zambete si povesti... Da, cred ca lucrurile simple dau un sens real vietii.. Pretuiesc fiecare bucurie pe care Dumnezeu mi-o daruieste pe acest pamant,  stiind ca bucuriile ce ne sunt ingaduite aici sunt o umbra a frumusetii ce o sa vina.. fiind impreuna cu totii in vesnicie... clipe in care nu v-a mai fi loc si pentru timp! :)
Hmm... si ca sa nu ma desprind prea brusc de toate momentele frumoase pe care le-am petrecut, am tot rasfoit caietul cu amintiri ilustrate si le-am adunat aici intr-o poveste. Mi-ar fi placut sa am mai mult timp de ilustratii dar ma bucur chiar si de cele cateva pe care am reusit sa le fac. Cel mai placut sentiment este ca fiecare ilustratie imi aminteste exact de locul si momentul in care care au fost facute. :)