My art is a physical extension of my mind. Even if days, months, or years go by, my way of creating always returns. It’s as if my subconscious has given me a language only I understand and can tell, one that I translate onto the canvas for people to read. My paintings aren’t always inspired by one specific memory or feeling. They can belong to many at once. Each piece is a part of me, and what you see in a painting may be several stories I’ve lived merging into one, or sometimes just a single one.

While observing my artwork as a viewer, I wish for you to daydream to a deeper part of your mind. Maybe your thoughts fall silent and all your worries faids away, or new ideas comes to life. No matter what happens, it’s a feeling I whish for you experience, just as I did while creating it.