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An answer to a question prompt by my dad right before a flight. WHO AM I? WHAT IS MY ART,...

A love affair with sculpture.

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Blurred reality. A parallel world. A dreamscape that seeps into the present,  effortlessly. A place of belonging. Yet, nowhere. Are...

When I'm asked how I started sculpting, my mind never seems to recall a specific time or trigger. However, it most...

Every day since, dreaming up and building collections, as exciting as they were, I found myself slowly drifting away from...

A dimly lit street, drenched in moonlight, brought to life by the disappearing smoke of a forgotten cigarette. They poured...

Watching the glistening snow sparkle at the horizon,all senses celebrate each breath. As the Woodpecker continues to assert his presence,the...