About Me

           I spent most of my life searching outside of myself for what was already within. A home. A home I looked for first in my career as a pilot. I had finally found something that felt challenging and freeing, on top of sparking my curiosity and desire to know more. As someone who was quite active, it seemed to check all of the right boxes. However, at the end of the day, there was still something missing. A fulfillment that was left empty.

            My trajectory changed when I could no longer attend schooling. Being forced to find something else became a deep struggle for me. I turned to painting to distract myself. It was then that my art became a safe space for me. A space to slowly loosen my grip on something that was never meant to stay in my life to begin with. A space that always understood, even when I didn’t. A home. Painting gave me a place to begin cultivating an internal haven. And in turn, it began to reflect what home looked like back to me. 

           Once I had hosted my first gallery, at my local gym, my art began to change. It became invigorating and yet calming. Challenging and yet I had never known such peace. My art began to completely transcend the definition I had given fulfillment. A definition which originally relied on how much I had to struggle, slowly changed to be defined by how much pleasure creating gave me.