Hello
Each painting comes with its own quiet story — a moment, a feeling, a reason it needed to be painted. I don’t paint often; I paint when silence speaks louder than words. Every piece has its own origin, its own weight, its own truth. And if every painting carries a story, then so do I. Maybe it’s time I shared mine with you.
My Story
I never planned to paint.
It started quietly, in moments when emotions stayed inside for too long and words stopped working. Painting became a way to release pressure — not to explain anything, just to let it exist.​
I don’t think of these works as finished statements. They are fragments of time, traces of states I passed through. Each painting marks a moment when something had to leave me. Some of those moments stayed unresolved — and that’s fine. This space isn’t about answers. It’s about allowing things to surface.