"His art was born from heart as a poem in pictures. He is like that - a poet who writes from his heart stories in frames. Destiny gave me the chance to get an overdose of Mihai and I hugged it all very, very tight... That made ​​me feel myself original and strong as never before. So I found myself protective of photography as act and I became conscious of it’s rank of art. With him I learned art, I found my best way to express my feelings, we blended dance, music, painting, poetry and simple life through photographs with love. I let him "paint" me and so I can be part of his stories-filled-world in lyrics that you get to love instantly. He opened a concept to possibility and reality. Through him I open eyes against the world beyond the commonplace and popular perception. – It’s because of you that I can find the "photo of the day" which makes me happy and for that I thank you. Now I’m craving for a coffee whilst you are smiling. And yes, I love you".

 

 

 

 

 

 “The true challenge is to be honest facing a blank page when it comes to people you care most in this life. For me… this person is Mihai. If I am being formal I feel as if either I am mocking him, or I give up the respect that I bear hidden in the knapsack just for him. The greatest regret with regard to Mișu… the fact that I can’t remember our first photo session together. I sincerely confess that I have searched my memories for many times… nothing. It is a great regret, even though it seems like something insignificant. Then, everything that meant photo session with Mișu has been built up in the safe dedicated to the dearest moments. Mișu was the reason for which I betrayed  another artist very close to my heart, Adi Stoicoviciu. If you can’t see the flame burning within this lad… certainly the guilt will fall upon yourselves rather than him. I am also by the side of those who have been polished by the gentleness, patience, talent and magic which lies in Mișu. If you let him be, he will strafe you with art until the art itself will become a natural part of your existence…”

 

 

                                                                                   

 

 

 “I have always wondered why do I need others vitality to lift myself from inertia. It is simple… Because, in their personal way, some succeed to stimulate. Imagine, metaphorically speaking, a butterfly collector. He runs after the species whose reflections form the rarity. And the rush itself makes him forget that all he did was to run after the light reflected differently and he was the one who invested everything with glimpses. Thus, the rush makes sense. In this way, I attain the detail. The detail which he extracts being aware of it as part of a context, often calculated in order to be caught on camera. Virtuosity and mysticism is needed for harmonizing, but when his eye dictates the way of touching, he creates, gives life to another world and, metamorphosing all the visions in an alchemist pot out of which essences are extracted, he brings it right in front of our eyes. And thus, in front of the beholder, it conquers for himself the persistence, because photography itself is a metaphor, a sub layer of reality which you must discover. He does this looking deep to and for eternity.”