My work recognises my body—not as an object to be dissected, but as a lens through which I  perceive the world, a fragile and persistent interface between self and universe. 

In a time of technological acceleration, the human body remains tethered to glacial biological rhythms. I ask: do we drag our bodies reluctantly into the digital present, or are they unheeded sages, quietly reminding us to be here, now?

The work explores how the body emits, absorbs, and remembers energy—how spirit clings to flesh across time. I wonder whether we are prisoners within our physical form, or briefly liberated beings destined to rejoin something larger.
The body, for me, is a battleground of oppositional forces—but “oppositional” may be too rigid a word. Rather, I seek a fluid balance between the emotional, spiritual, and physical realms that co-exist within me.

From early on, play evolved into prayer for me. This transition, subtle yet permanent, made creativity a spiritual act: one of reconciliation, of searching, of humble offering. I approach each work not to decode the world, but to tune myself into it.
Foundational concerns—light, space, color, composition—serve as scaffolds, but the true subject is always the lived experience of inhabiting a fluctuating, vulnerable, haunted and sensing body.

Here is my body. I fight it. And I love it.
I mark, I mirror, I reach my hands into pitch blackness. In doing so, I hope to reveal something of that which is quietly human, fiercely tender, and stubbornly present among all of us.