toki

time does not pass, it devours

it doesn’t stroll or whisper sweetly, it consumes quietly, efficiently, without hesitation, uou don’t see it coming, you don’t hear the ticking when you’re lost in your habits, your distractions, your plans; but time is there, moving through you as much as you move through it taking without asking,

we call it passing time, but the truth is we are being passed through, and when we look up, something is missing: a season, a relationship, a version of ourselves we swore we’d return to.

forteforma

some forms are not created; they are called!

these sculptural objects are jewels of contemporary space that do not only serve function; they carry presence, energy, and subtle control.

in a world of mass-produced objects, they remain rare presences of personal force and elegance that cannot be explained through words, perhaps only through dance!

the architectural objects of forteforma do not just open the flow of water; they open the possibility of influence.

presence is not asserted, it is felt!

veil of horizons: revealing infinite in the finite

cortina elysium, echoes in the aether.

a space where the finite boundaries of architecture dissolve into the infinite horizons of imagination. in the purity of form every line, every curve unveils a story, inviting you to step into a dimension where reality and possibility intertwine.

where the journey begins, the veil lifts, and the horizon reveals itself—not as a boundary, but as a gateway, a mirror that whispers of untold stories. 

within these walls, the infinite finds its form, and the finite stretches beyond, echoing the rhythm of human potential. — roxana stănescu —