Mihai Micu

Mihai Micu’s charcoal drawings look like they were sketched at 3 a.m. on a café napkin and left half-finished. He keeps every smudge, every erasure line—proof that thinking is part of the art. Slide into any sketchbook page and you’ll find *Geneză*, a lone figure curled inside a swirl of dust and ink, as if the world was still deciding whether to keep them. If you’ve ever stared at a blank page too long, his work is the friend who hands you the pencil and says, “Start where it’s already messy.”