EN: I was born in the early 90's in a city that still bore the remnants of the communist regime. In those years, the Republic of Moldova was going through an economic crisis that arose after declaring independence from the USSR, a crisis of which I was also aware. As a child, I spent my time with my grandparents in a fishing village. Sometimes my grandmother would take me to the market to sell the fish my grandfather brought the day before. I often watched my grandmother negotiate with the villagers and sell the fish, thus being able to get milk, rice, eggs and bread to quench the hunger of
the whole family. While she was negotiating, I liked to feel the rough scales of the fishes with my index finger. Their strong smell, of those beings coming from deep waters, permeated the air. The red and blue colours were creating a striking contrast. Their looks captivated me. It seemed like they
wanted to express something. An emotion. I engraved these memories in my mind. I want to keep them as they remind me of my origins and my true identity. That's why memories are important: they tell us who we are. When I paint those fishes that marked my childhood, it is like looking back in
time. By painting them I make sure I will never forget what I experienced back then.

Sleeping Fishes
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