There’s a version of us we show to the world — and then there’s what’s underneath.Fractured is about that underneath. This piece wasn’t born clean. It came from tension —…
(Good luck to the man climbing this one) This piece is not just a painting. It’s a challenge. A dare. A warning wrapped in icy geometry. Mountain is what happens…
There’s a quiet kind of violence in this one. Not loud, not explosive. Just… inevitable. Overtake doesn’t scream, it seeps. It pulls. It takes the small and wraps around it,…
(A controlled explosion in my style for someone who needed the madness) This one’s different. It wasn’t born out of one of my usual chaotic meditations. It wasn’t the result…
This is what it looks like when your soul finally stretches its legs. When all the layers of your life—good, bad, unresolved, and gloriously weird—decide to have a meeting and…
I didn’t mean to paint a biology lesson. I wasn’t trying to channel a Petri dish rave, or a molecular melodrama, or what happens when mitochondria drop acid. But here…