Me and her walking in the rain - Just a dream

Sometimes I feel so lonely and I wish this was not just a painting. I've dreamed this on Saturday. I was the woman in the right. I was so happy with  my love. We were walking on the street holding hands and we didn't care about the rain. Unfortunately it was just a dream. Where is she? Whrere is the rainbow after the long cold rain?

Painted love

Eminescu's love and the lake

Eminescu's muse painted with coffee

The muse of Mihai Eminescu the way she is described in the poem "Atat de dulce" painted with coffee

November summer

November summer, oil on canvas painting and pencil drawing

Spring painting

New ball point pen drawing