Pătulia Iancu Carmen

Pătulia Iancu Carmen spent years in the quiet courtyards of Iași, sketching the same lime trees until their leaves became a personal alphabet. Her prints hum with that soft, green-blue light you only notice in early spring. Find *Grădini* tucked in the corner of any Bucharest café that stocks local art—look for the way the ink bleeds into the paper like morning dew.