Hello.

I am Emma. I dwell in Romania, a country that cannot be changed, unless there's gunpowder involved. I live on a nice street, with 3 different bars and a cemetery laying close by.

I keep a rather chaotic record of my activities as a teenager at Mirrra. Other than that, I basically keep things to myself. Oh, except for rants and potential amusing material. I tell that to friends in order to give them a stomach ache from too much laughing.

I'm not a photographer, nor am I a illustrator. I draw for fun and snap pictures of stuff I like. I know I don't do it properly. I don't add stylish black borders to my work, in order to enhance its quality. I like to think that the half-finished look of my work is a sort of a trademark.

I need oxygen and music to live.
I'm pretty much heartless.
I hug people a whole lot, I'm addicted to it.
I read.
I like grass.
I love Ireland and Japan, in this order.
I listen to rock, irish music and j-rock, in this order.
I have the world's most beautiful wife, Meri.