I have a complicated relationship with my art. It is both a source of strength and anxiety, leading me to ask: Is it poison to want to unearth what I would die for, to live for it truly? This question drives my work, guiding my exploration of self, love, and the complexities of emotion.

My art did not begin as an introspective journey, but has grown into one, confronting grief, anger, tenderness, and the unresolved parts of myself. I am drawn to contradictions: the vulnerability that reveals strength, the love that can heal or harm, and the fleeting moments that carry unexpected weight. In my search for meaning, I find myself turning to the small, often overlooked experiences such as the warmth of a cup of tea, the comfort of breakfast, or a passing glance as sites of connection and revelation.

Through mixed media I reflect on the struggles, longings, and quiet triumphs that shape my artistic experience. Each piece captures a question, a moment of doubt or clarity, a brief glimpse of something real.

Ultimately, my work is a conversation with the overlooked, an attempt to illuminate the beauty, pain, and power of our shared existence, and to understand what it means to truly live.