Biography

Tatiana Mereacre – Artist Biography

 

“I do not paint the world as it is. I paint the breath of its beauty.” - Tatiana Mereacre

 

My name is Tatiana Mereacre, and I was born in Chișinău, the capital of Moldova — a city where I first fell in love with the quiet magic of brushes, colors, and light.

 

Since childhood, painting has been my way of understanding the world, of feeling it more deeply.

I studied fine arts and watercolor through schools and masterclasses, while also completing my degree in foreign languages at the State University of Moldova. But it was painting — always painting — that felt like home.

At the age of twenty, I moved to Italy, where I found my second soul: Florence.

Living there for fifteen years, surrounded by Renaissance beauty and timeless architecture, shaped me more than words can say. It was in Florence that my art matured — and so did I.

Then, after what began as a simple trip, I discovered a new calling and moved to a quiet town by the sea in southern Italy.

Here, I found something I had been searching for: nature in its wild, untouched form. Flowers that breathe. The sea that speaks. Skies that blush at dawn.

Now, I dedicate myself entirely to painting these moments — before they vanish.

My work is entirely in watercolor, a medium I consider a form of freedom.

 

 

I never try to control it. I follow it. I trust it. It moves like emotion — fluid, unpredictable, true.

“Flowers are the diamonds of nature.” - Tatiana Mereacre

 

I now live by the sea, and I often paint in the open air, especially at sunrise — when the sky and the water whisper in watercolor.

 

 

My Philosophy

 

Each of my paintings begins not with an image, but with a feeling.
A breath. A silence. A sense that something beautiful is about to bloom.

I don’t paint what I see — I paint what I feel.
I listen to the sea, the wind, and to the delicate heartbeat of petals opening to the sun.

 


People who collect my work often tell me they don’t see them as “paintings,” but as something deeper — a window into a private moment, a memory they didn’t know they had.

Perhaps it’s because I don’t paint from nature.
I paint as nature. I become it. I vanish into the paper, and what remains is the feeling — raw, emotional, true.

 

 

“I simply trust watercolor the way I trust life — both always find their own way.” - Tatiana Mereacre

 

My art is my way of preserving beauty — not by capturing it, but by letting it breathe.

I don’t create visual objects.
I create quiet poems written in water and light, pieces that are not meant to be explained — but to be felt.

 

My watercolors are not just images.
They are emotions suspended in time, waiting to be embraced — fully, instinctively, eternally.

 

 

The Life Behind the Brush

Beyond the studio and the paper, I find inspiration in quiet walks, spontaneous travels, soft paws curled beside me, and the stillness of nature. These moments are not separate from my art — they are its roots.

In the snow-covered silence of Norway, even the animals seem to speak in watercolor. 

This majestic reindeer stood beside me like a guardian of stillness — a creature of myth, memory, and northern wind.

 

I painted the northern light not as I saw it — but as it made me feel: vast, silent, and full of wonder.

The fjords didn’t just reflect the sky — they reflected something deep within me. This painting is my memory of that feeling.

Sometimes, inspiration has paws. 🐾 

He curls beside me while I paint, as if he knows that silence, beauty, and trust are all the same thing.

 

She was always close to my heart — and closer when I painted.

Some companions leave without a sound, but their presence lingers in every brushstroke.

 

Not all muses meow — some simply watch.

Boris doesn’t interrupt when I paint. He just sits quietly in the room, as if guarding the space where beauty is allowed to grow.

 

She doesn’t follow me — She leads me.

Marusia walks like she owns the light, and every time she pauses, it’s as if the world decides to breathe.