Daniela Iacoblev-Barău

She kept a jar of dried cornflowers on her studio shelf and painted them every winter, even though they turned to powder the moment her brush touched the canvas. That stubbornness shows up in her work: a cluster of blue petals becomes a whole landscape, a spider web cake drips syrup like a still life at the edge of collapse. Slide into the next tile to find Floare de Măzăriche—her cornflower painting that somehow holds both riot and quiet, like holding your breath under water.