Sometimes she tried to imagine a tiny little tiger like an eraser, roaming the galleries of the ant-farm

They never understood how exactly the muscles contracted with such intensity, as if it was somehow cruel and almost fatal for the toes to contort in this unexpected manner. Eyes wide open, staring at the disoriented ant approaching her wrist, she realised that her only hope was to imagine herself landing on soft grass, ignoring the density of the chair and the menacing saddles hanging just behind her, awaiting a scandalous repossession of the land surrounding the farm. The flexibility of her own thoughts being at risk and assuming that no external forces were applied, the centre of gravity started to oscillate in such a disturbing way that the ant’s roar could be heard even beyond the threshold, where the window sill encountered the dichotomy posed by the outside light. As a last resort, the eccentric muscle contraction could have been diminished had she followed the compulsory routine generated by transitional events.   

We are Irina and Silviu and we do everything together.

Our story begun in Transylvania while studying Philosophy at the University and we have been inseparable ever since. From translating philosophy books to changing diapers, creating collages together and documenting our reality through photography our togetherness became a lifestyle.

For the past 8 years we have called Wales home, the land of hiraeth and Celtic legends, of rugged coastlines and dramatic Brecon Beacons. 

If you feel a connection with our aesthetics and vision we would love to hear from you.