Follow the firelights into the woods where unlikely friendships are formed.

Playful and a little rebellious, this cover captures a mischievous cat mid-bite, claiming a tulip from the dining table as its own. It’s a tender take on longing and desire — showing that some things can’t be forced, yet we ...

Free the fables flourishing in your head, as whispers of lost legends guide you through the forest you tread.

When I looked over,he was swaying with the leafin Fuji's cool breeze.

Tell a tale that blooms from your heart, the garden beams in anticipation for your story to start.

A tender tribute to Enikő’s first mare, Lola, who was by her side for over two decades before passing away last October. Still grieving her loss, Enikő created this heartfelt piece to capture a metaphorical reunion—a moment of togetherness beyond ...

Strokes of pixie dust, painted in glimmering gold ��� bringing to life fluttering wings as magic unfolds.

Find joy in unlikely friendships, in the sweet scent of the wind, and in a moment of peace. They exist even in the most curious of times. So, let them in.

Inspired by the theme of dreams, Julia Dream captures the quiet beauty of drifting thoughts and imagined spaces. Enikő envisioned herself floating in the middle of nowhere—weightless and peaceful. A visual daydream where comfort and stillness gently take shape.

The essence of a beautiful sunset is in the cloud layers, similar to us humans, every layer of our being is what makes us unique.

Lost in the concrete jungle, I bask in the city buzz, waiting for dreams to come.

Under the streetlight, I heard her praise the mountains even when stars fell.

In the heat of the midday sun, are you willing to hold on and keep to your principles against all odds?Mentari is the Malay word for Sun, just like the fellow whose eyes are on you.

Millenniums of poems written in Her wake, she who looms iridescent as men sing sonnets of her beauty.

Have you ever woken up surrounded by the scent of petals in the morning mist? Close your eyes and listen to the soft hush of dragonfly wings—the world just beginning to wake.

Like a mossy forest, every small experience that we went through is what made us whole.