These are works that have a strong connection with Turda, the city I was born in, the places where I used to play, and the industrial “landscapes” that were kept in my mind as being home. Turda was an important industrial city, which offered many jobs, but at the moment most of the factories either disappeared or are about to be closed, the city is a ruin. This happened in most Romanian cities, leaving only the ruins and memories of a prosperous period from the point of view of industrial production.
My most remarkable memory is about the cement plant, which covered the whole city with a thin layer of dust, the pollution of the city was extremely high. Concrete has subsequently become, for me, a metaphor of the society we live in, surrounding ourselves with this material, giving us protection from nature, thus nature becoming something we visit and not something we live in, becoming, in fact, a curiosity.