Ioana Olahuț

I always liked to wander through art studios, to spend long hours drinking coffee and telling stories, to sniff at bottles of varnish, to check out astringent terpinol and turpentine, to furtively touch various surfaces with a faint feeling of guilt, like a kid touching still a freshly painted fence. I like to ask what, how and when do people work. I’m mostly interested in why they work. I’m interested in their creative springs, the bad moods, the technical difficulties and the last books read. I like to see their sketches, their work in construction and the role of it all in the final economy of the work. I want to see how they perceive the world and the filters through which they metabolize it. My name is Ioana Olahuţ. This is my studio.