Painting is not a choice for me—it’s a necessity. It’s how I listen to the world and how I speak back to it. My work begins with texture, with the raw surface of a blank canvas asking to be transformed. From there, I follow intuition rather than plan, letting each mark, each color, each moment guide the next. That's where the truth lives
I don't adhere to one style, and I don't want to. Every piece is its own living thing, shaped by mood, memory, and movement. I’m most drawn to the unpredictable—to that space where chaos meets beauty, where something unplanned suddenly feels deeply right. I chase feeling, not perfection. Mess, movement, risk—Because it’s the one place where I don’t have to explain myself in a world of conformity.
I paint because I have to. Because there’s a part of me that only speaks through color and texture. Each painting is a conversation, a release, a reckoning. And when it resonates with someone else, when it stirs something unnamed—that’s when I know that I showed up loud for a reason.