And that child’s laughter at the bus stop—man, it’s infectious. I hope that happiness stays with them always. Children laughing, it’s like the universal language of joy, in its melody, I see and hear happiness I need in my life.

These imprints, they’re everywhere—in my thoughts, on my skin, on my canvas. They’re a fusion of memories and emotions intertwined.

As for this new collection I’m showing you today, it’s hard to pinpoint when it all began. Goes without saying that it started long before paint touched the canvas… My art residency in Texas was one starting point, my burnt out at the end of the year – paradoxically – was another.

The title, “my IMPRINT on your land”,  is still very much valid in my creative mind, yet amidst the process, I find myself transformed, an evolving embodiment of artistic evolution. Art has a way of changing you, wouldn’t you say?