For the longest time, I resisted showing my artwork.
Painting, for me, has never been about being seen. It has never been about exhibitions, recognition, or competition. It has always been something deeply personal, an intimate process of integration of my awakening journey.
When I paint, I am not trying to create something for others. I am translating direct experience, something beyond words, into colour, shape, and texture. Each piece becomes a quiet conversation with myself, a way of embodying and making sense of what I’ve experienced.
My abstract work is entirely intuitive. It emerges from a place that doesn’t seek approval or audience. For a long time, that felt complete in itself. There was no need to share it.
And yet something shifted.
