My artistic journey is a quest to give form to the invisible: emotions, memories, and inner landscapes. Through a deeply personal and abstract visual language, I explore the beauty of imperfection—celebrating fragility, cracks, and imbalance as portals to light and awareness.
I define my path as “The Aesthetic of Emotion”, where every brushstroke becomes a trace of something deeply felt. By letting go of form, I’ve found true substance: art becomes a mirror, a journey, an act of introspection.
“Remember to journey within” is both my mantra and my invitation—a call to turn inward, to rediscover our inner light through color, material, and memory.
My artworks reveal a deep truth: authenticity is powerful, and it releases a strong, transformative energy.
Defects and fragility are our most beautiful reflections.
Each painting is a portrait of my emotions. When we speak of emotions, the traditional logic of aesthetics and beauty is overturned: sincere, imperfect, human feeling becomes the true mirror in which we should never be ashamed to see ourselves.
Truth is powerful—far more than a beautiful lie.
I call this approach “The Aesthetic of Emotion”: the shape of a memory. My works celebrate the beauty of imperfection. Every brushstroke, every gesture, every combination of color seeks to express the poetry and elegance of passing time—capturing the trace of a memory, the presence of an emotion.
In this process, I have brought to light what I call perceived landscapes: echoes of an inner panorama that manifests itself and invites intimate observation.
This is the core of my artistic path—“Remember to Travel Within”—a reminder that nature is a gateway not only to the external world, but above all to the inner one.
We are beings of pulsating light, capable of expressing authentic beauty. Fragility, ruptures, and flaws become sacred portals to an infinite awareness—a majestic light beyond form.
It’s as if I have removed the shape from the landscape to leave behind only its essence. Deconstructed, fragmented, abstract terrains—emotional echoes that resonate within us.
I compare my artistic language to an instrumental melody. Just as music, without words, leads us inward to search for meaning, emotion, and memory, my abstract work urges the viewer to do the same.
Figurative art would constrain this journey, assigning meaning from the outset. Instead, I choose to leave space for others to vibrate freely—to recognize themselves, to explore.
This is why I consider my art a mirror for the observer: an invitation to introspection.
My intention is never to celebrate my technical ability or artistic ego. Rather, I seek to give symbolic form to emotion—free from mannerism, free from self-reference.
Mastering figurative art, from my school years through university, was essential to finally choose to express myself in a way that is stripped of influence, abstract, and deeply personal.
This form of art is no less complex—it is simply freer, untouched by predefined semantics, often the trap of figurative language.
By abandoning form, I accessed a deeper substance. For the first time, I recognized myself entirely in what I was creating: no longer bound by artistic trends or education, but drawing from my own inner well.
What might appear as an error, a flaw, or something outside traditional aesthetic standards—something raw, sharp, unpolished—is instead celebrated.
Textures that are rough and jagged, far from smooth perfection, break into incomplete marks—like relics of the past, fragments of ancient ruins.
Here, fragility and flaw become our most honest reflection.
I tell the form of a memory—intangible yet real—through expressive gestures that narrate the passage of time. The more sincere the emotion, the more it overwhelms us.
Imperfect, human, emotional—this is the true mirror in which we must find the courage to see ourselves.
This is also why gold appears in my work—not as decoration, but as a sacred element, echoing the spiritual legacy of Byzantine icons. It shines within abstract compositions, evoking sensations and shapes that differ for every viewer.
It gives weight to the intangible, capturing the fleeting energy of transformation—a moment in which something is breaking, changing, revealing itself.
I recently discovered the aesthetic philosophy of wabi-sabi, which resonates deeply with my path: the acceptance of time, erosion, incompleteness, and the lived texture of experience.
As in kintsugi, the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with gold, we become more valuable through our scars—resilient, vulnerable, and beautiful in our imperfection.
My artistic process is a cathartic journey, where the energy of colors, musical frequencies, earth, stones, and emotions shapes temporal sequences in constant motion.
It’s a spontaneous, intuitive celebration of inner light, rising through every crack, every imperfection—illuminating the space within us.