Pe Tatiana ErnuteanuI discovered her on the networks, admiring her lightness with which she harmoniously and completely emotionally combines art with poetry, her nonchalant way of being with a nostalgia for other times, her free spirit and non-conformism with a cutting edge, her personal style with her aesthetic expressions .
Tatiana Ernuțeanu is a poet, publicist and analog and mixed media collage artist. It debuted in 2020, encouraged by the poet Ioan. Es. Pop, at the Eikon Publishing House, with the volume Carne, visuri si oose sadi utilita in Hydra. Then in 2022, he published Blues News Bulletin at Tracus Arte, a volume that enjoyed numerous positive reviews and great success among readers. He published poems in prestigious magazines in the country, as well as in anthologies and international magazines. Her poems have been translated into English, Spanish and French, appearing in publications in the UK (Unpolished Magazine), USA (Atunis International), Peru (Kametsa), Germany (Women Writing Berlin Lab), Spain (Tastzine), Portugal (To The Lite House) and France (Lettres Capitales).
He participated with public readings both at cultural events and at profile festivals. Tatiana is also a collage artist, adopting a minimalist style with a retro aesthetic. Among the poetic practices she tackles are poetic hand embroidery, as well as the postcard sets Give me your warm hands and Ancora Tu. You can read it every month in Forbes Life’s Chicstalgia column. Recently, at the Eikon Publishing House, he launched the new volume of experimental poetry, Sentimental Scara C, supported by his own graphics.
We are still talking to Tatiana Ernuteanu about the things that make up his life universe, from poetry to fashion, movies, vulnerabilities and nostalgia.
Poetry, collages, tapestries, postcards. Where they all meet
You are an artist and you know that any creation starts from a state to which we give the most appropriate form. The text-image relationship is, in my opinion, a very powerful one that can provide a broader perspective on intent. I’ve stated this before, but I can’t change the answer by making something up just to avoid repeating an idea.
I feel very intensely, everything that happens around me and involves me somehow has a large echo, I am a person with great sensitivities, very interpretative and connotative, and all these personal notes can only be sublimated through writing, visual and other forms of art . I like to work with my emotions, which, by the way, I don’t oppose, and then it’s handy for me to experiment with new ways of transposing them.
Published volumes
Each volume is viewed with a certain state of otherness, but that does not change my relationship to them. Flesh, dreams and sad forgotten bones in Hydra is my first volume. I am connected with him, it is still my connection with the poet Ioan. Es. Pop, it’s the connection with my insecurity, with a new beginning, with the end of other chapters, it’s the connection with a winter of a beauty and intensity that life rarely offers us, my feelings are exposed raw.
Blues newsletter offered me to others in a posture of more essentialized vulnerability. I think I feel closest to him. As for Sentimental Scale C everything is very fresh. The time necessary to crystallize my view of him has not yet passed. In the heat, you can’t have an objective overview. It’s like in love. For me, it’s good to strike while the iron is hot, if you go with the idea that the more inaccessible you are, the more you will arouse my interest, you bet wrong, because during this time I detach and move away without having proposed. So, about the latest volume, I have to tell you what I feel, how I feel about it, a year from now.
What do you miss these days?
I live very much according to my inner seasons, according to my norms which include both principle and Epicureanism. At the same time, I have the vocation of a loser, admittedly a charming one, but that’s who I am. I do not understand in any way this continuous urge, desired, objective that arouses the respect of others, to get out of the comfort zone. It’s nonsense. If I have comfort here, why should I look for the opposite. Aren’t we here to enjoy what pleases us? It seems unnaturally grotesque to me. In short, it’s like having a tray of almonds that I like and I’d like to offer myself a tray of croissants, after which, nauseous and frustrated, I’ll lie down on the sofa satisfied, however, that I managed to I do something undesirable. Wow, what a commendable piece of furniture to sacrifice your needs and pleasure for!
I miss so much, starting from the bubbly conversations, the ironies, the humor, the unfairness of personal choices, the courtesy, the charming places, where to dance without headphones, the people with flaws and insecurities, the gentle climate, the cultivation of one’s own uniqueness. Very much. I would have liked to meet Marlene Dietrich with whom I could lie down for a cigarette or two and exchange impressions about female dandysme, to waste my nights in El Morocco, where the velvet rope made sense, or in The Tunnel, where you could choose to dance in one of the rooms, either in the one like a Victorian bookstore or in the tunnel (once a real tunnel, around 1900, trains passed through here), to see more subtle initiatives in putting the woman at the center, look , like YSL, who in ’68 proposed the masculine tudexo as evening wear for women, so simply arguing such a powerful message, instead of giving women inauthentic, masculine-inspired outfits, he “undressed” the man to dress the woman.
I would have liked to see women as natural as possible and men as nonchalant as possible. May tattooed/painted and arched eyebrows and bright red sneakers for men not have been invented, let there be flirting, cigarette smoke and nutritious outdoor encounters and probably no reader who now blames me for my desires, for, as we see , there is the claim that the desires also align with the agenda of correctness. Anyway, there would be more to add…
How do you feel about style?
Being fashionable is easy, having a style is formed in years of reading, watching movies, listening to music, admitting and tolerating the world without raising walls from preconceptions. Style is the way you perceive the world, your cultural preferences, but not only that, your emotions, your influences, your universe. I don’t care about fashion, I just wear whatever represents me. If there’s nothing in a season that fits who I am, I don’t buy a piece. I prefer iconic items that have made history, I like to mix the retro vibe with the classic one, to which I always add something tout personal. I don’t have a goal to be fashionable, but clothes are the only possibility to immerse myself in a time I haven’t lived. It’s a kind of escapism from a reality that is far too aesthetically minimalistic and far too emotionally arid.
Three favorite pieces from your wardrobe
I will avoid brands. So a black tailored jacket in a fine fabric that I feel so natural in, something similar to Cassel in a suit on the beach in Mon Roi, a so 30s three quarter sleeve coat in black astrakhan and another long fur, zebra print, very Berlin coat, in which I feel like a character created by Bowie with Bertolucci, if they created one. The selection includes clothes for the cold season, because I am a man of extremes and I like to be either very dressed (on the street) or undressed (at home). I hate summer clothes that force you to be scantily clad, especially since summers started not allowing even jeans or a short-sleeved t-shirt most of the time.
Postcards & Solitude
Yes, I am a solitary nature, to which was added the loneliness “imposed” indirectly by the current social norms, which have already drawn the coordinates of those who are desirable people to share your time with. We Romanians have this gift of sketching prototypes all the time, from the president we want to the one you choose to drink your coffee with. I don’t fit in to be what most people expect, but that’s not just me. More and more are those who are marginalized for the kind of freer thinking they have. There are more and more categories that are repudiated. This approach that I initiated was my way of telling others that we are here too.
I only interact easily if I feel warmth from them or if we have affinities. Otherwise no.
The story of the Ancora Tu postcards
I wanted to approach another poetic practice, with the aim of bringing poetry into a more accessible, more cinematic form, as well as to rehabilitate the charm of postcards. It was like Give Me Your Warm Hands a very well-received project, and it confirmed something I needed to confirm, which is that we are very romantic.
What do you appreciate in people?
Honesty, naturalness, creativity. I appreciate those who let themselves be overwhelmed by emotion, romantics, those who do not take themselves seriously, those who are insecure, all those who respect their true nature. Shades then start from these broad lines, after which life forbid I meet a man who does things the way I have filmed them in my head, because I have some terrible crushes.
What makes you vulnerable
The temptation. I have, I think, a predisposition towards it. 🙂 I’m the type of person with a great receptivity to temptation doubled by a disarming lack of will. It’s true that there are few things that can tempt me in this world, but I really can’t stand them, what can I do!
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