{"id":1935,"date":"2022-06-21T13:06:22","date_gmt":"2022-06-21T13:06:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dianalis.ro\/?page_id=1935"},"modified":"2025-05-27T14:08:38","modified_gmt":"2025-05-27T14:08:38","slug":"about-me","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/about-me\/","title":{"rendered":"About me"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=&#8221;2890&#8243; img_size=&#8221;full&#8221;][vc_column_text]It seemed like I was born from a dream. In the city of my dreams. I have always loved words. Their dance on paper, the way they set the rhythm of life, they step towards untrodden worlds. I love dancing. I live my life in a dance rhythm. Hand in hand with destiny. I step on the dance floor of the world dreaming and loving life. Sometimes I fall and get up as if I never fell. I play the guitar, like in my student years, sipping the flavor of life between the chords. I love photos. The way they capture the beauty of the moment, its immortality. I love people. We are mirrors of each other. Sometimes shadows, sometimes lights. Each one hiding a story. Beyond the silence or the smiles and beyond any words spoken in haste. I love collecting stories, traveling the world, stringing them on paper, it feels wonderful to give them wings to fly. Every step I take comes with the realization that life is an invitation to infinity, which we honor by stepping into the unknown.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-2196 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/diana-lis-logo-300x220.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"220\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/diana-lis-logo-300x220.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/diana-lis-logo-1024x750.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/diana-lis-logo-768x562.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/diana-lis-logo-82x60.jpg 82w, https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/diana-lis-logo.jpg 1366w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=&#8221;2890&#8243; img_size=&#8221;full&#8221;][vc_column_text]It seemed like I was born from a dream. In the city of my dreams. I have always loved words. Their dance on paper, the way they set the rhythm of life, they step towards untrodden worlds. I love dancing. I live my life in a dance rhythm. Hand in hand with destiny. &hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-1935","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1935","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1935"}],"version-history":[{"count":11,"href":"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1935\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2891,"href":"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1935\/revisions\/2891"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dianalis.ro\/english\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1935"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}