I’m a designer because I WAS CHOSEN TO BE ONE.
I didn’t have the chance to select my profession because destiny put me aside to be a designer. However, being a child was my joy to draw, paint, and put together clever, exciting, beautiful things. So, from second grade, I went after school to a painting class where I was painting, drawing and learning how to express myself artistically.
I had the satisfaction of looking at new products and lecturing western magazines, rare in communist Romania, where I was born and lived the first twenty-something years of my life. I felt deep in my soul that new car designs, new industrial products, and new well-crafted and printed magazines found an echo that enabled the dream to be a designer, to be someday a person to design and create experiences like that.
I’m a designer because I WANTED TO BE ONE.
That higher presence set my path, and I enjoyed it so much that I followed my instincts. I picked a high school where the specialization was hand sculpting in wood and beautiful artistic elements for furniture. Here I learned about how furniture evolved over the centuries in different styles, from Egyptian, Greek, Medieval, Renaissance, Rococo, Art Nouveau, Bauhaus, Art Deco, and Bohemian to Organic and Minimalis.
Going to college, I needed to learn how to follow my dreams. So it was a turning point when a colleague from my class said he was going to University to be a designer. That spark lit up my dream, and I saw my path; I realized I wanted to be one.
Over the following summer, I prepared a portfolio and presented myself for the exam. But unfortunately, I didn’t get the grade to be accepted into University. So the following year, I spent all my remaining time after college in a School of Art taught by a teacher how to take the exam. Finally, in the fall, I presented myself to the exam, and I did get in. I got admission in second place from a class of eight at West University of Timisoara, Faculty of Art, specializing in Design.