My space is a mirror—sometimes smudged, sometimes clear, always mine. I studied Art History and Studio Art, not just to understand the brushstrokes of the past, but to find my own.

Creation has always been a conversation between what I see and what I feel—sometimes chaotic, sometimes still, but always honest.

When I'm not painting, I'm probably buried in a strange book or writing thoughts I can't say out loud. Words and images are how I make sense of things, how I leave breadcrumbs through this surreal maze we call life.

I search for inspiration everywhere—in books, in old songs, in the quiet people on trains, in forgotten corners of the internet. The world is bursting with stories, and I believe we’re all walking fragments of something larger, something brilliant.

I’ve worked the kind of job that teaches you grit, silence, and the value of making something just for yourself. This space is my offering—part journal, part gallery, part question mark.

Thanks for being here.