Fairy of spring - Childhood fantasy drawings

A drawing of a spring fairy with long red hair and big green eyes wearing a sky-blue dress made by a kid has inspired me to draw this. Even drawn in a childish  way she was looking so feminine and delicate They love to draw fairies and princesses in long elegant dresses, so beautiful so elegant, so feminine.

There is no global warming

This painting is about what will come next, a terrible winter. It's a fine warm weather in Bucharest now but the polar storm will comee to us too. They always talk about global warming but where is the global warming while the winters are getting colder and colder from one year to another. Last year I've seen snow in Athens and now it's snowing in places where it hasn't been snowing for decades, the orange trees are freezing and the tropical reptiles are dieing.
So where is the global warming? I am affraid a new iceage will come soon and many places will look like the frozen landscape I've painted.

The kiss of the sun and moon

This is the painting Ițve made yesterday, a painting about twin flames, a painting about love, a painting about the sun and moon, two complementary energies, the moon - yin and the sun- yang. You can watch me making this painting in the video below.

Painting The Celestial Eye - Nebula NGC 6751

I've made this painting of a beautiful nebula that looks like the iris of a cosmic eye today. You can watch me painting it in the video below

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The worst enemy of blogging

When I check mu stats I notice the trafiic on my blog is lower than 10,7 or even 5 years ago and it tends to get lower and lower and even if my blogs and websites are optimised for search engines and they appear in many searches, on the first page, the number of visits from search engines is gowing down and now more people come from my facebook page than from google search. People are no longer googling and surfing the internet like before and they stay on facebook instead.
10 years ago blogs have represented the voice of the poeple, free to express their opinions. There were governments and people who have the political or economic power who have tried to silence them and fortunately they didn't succeed but there is something on the internet that is slowly killing blogging: Facebook.
Facebook is the worst enemy of blogs and idenpendent sites, killing the rest of the internet, making visible only promoted (with money) content, that's how they have grown, not because the site was better than myspace, hi5 or yahoo 360. On facebook to get an audience you must pay to facebook, lf you don't you are just wasting your time posting. In the happiest case 20% of friends view your post and posts from pages are hidden by facebook and can be seen only by the people who go to the page if they are not promoted. Facebook is changing the internet but not in a good way, making it a place where money means power and people who don't have enough money to promote their stuff will be like those who speak alone in a park, nobody will hear them, nobody will read what they write. This is bad especially for nonprofit blogs, for people who just write, without the intention to sell something, for poets, for people who write about the problems of the modern society, science etc.
I miss the times when there was no facebook or twitter and when I was building a website  in HTML and CSS that website had so many visitors from around the world. I miss the internet of the 90's or early 2000's.
I advice you not to waste your posts on facebook and start reading and writing blogs.
This is one of my oldest websites. Yahoo Geocitoes is gone but the website has been archived

Sappho and her lover and communication, two new paintings

I've made these paintings about love today. You can watch me making them in the videos below. 

A dream and a drawing about me and her

How I wish I was with her now. I had many dreams about her and this drawing is about one of them, me and her walking on the mountains, holding hands,  being so close to each other. She was holding my hand so tight making me feel protected and loved and I was following her. In my dream I was fascinated by her tall stature, her blue eyes, her attitude, the was she was walking, the way she was wearing her leather hat and jacket and her trousers.  I wish she was real. I wish she was here with me. I wish it was not just a dream.