After years of working as an employee, there came a moment when I stopped resisting.

I chose to answer the call. Art became the space where I finally felt I belonged. I escape into it, carried by the process more than by the result — time slows down, sometimes disappears. Between control and surrender, I am not trying to tell a specific story. I move through intuition, letting things unfold, emerge, and transform. There is silence, pauses, and invisible layers even when nothing seems to be happening.

For me, creation is not a goal — it is a state of being.