Art is the kind of journal you hang on your wall. Though, unlike the one you keep in your drawer, this one is fluid, more open to interpretation. I am particularly fond of this esoteric fluidity that art enables as an extension of ourselves. Hence, my belief in being art, rather than being an artist.


This is a series of some of my brush strokes. Hope they take you where they take me. Somewhere far away, yet deep, close, and intimate.

In One's Own Skin
A She is Blushing
One Direction
A Truth Unfolded
In my Head
Public Spaces
On the Stage