At the end of 2025 I sat down with Artboxy for an interview about my passion for Art.

“Play. Explore. Trust. Creativity is not about perfection, but about honesty.”

I began at a kitchen table. Three or four years old, a pencil in my hand, scribbling and shaping paper—unaware that I was already listening to something deep inside me. Those quiet moments felt natural and effortless. Art was already speaking.

School simply revealed what was already there. In second grade, a teacher once stopped the class to point out my artwork. It was terribly embarrassing—and unforgettable. Through high school, art became more formal as I learned about painting, art history, and the artists who came before me. As life unfolded, art slowly moved into the background.

Like many of us, I followed another path. Still, art never left. I collected it, sought it out in museums, and stood in front of paintings simply to feel them. I saw art everywhere—in buildings, flowers, clothing, light, and shadow. Creativity wasn’t something I did; it was how I experienced the world.

After retirement, I realized that if I didn’t follow what had lived in my heart since childhood, I would never truly know. I made myself a promise. In 2012, a friend introduced me to an art teacher who later became my mentor. We connected immediately, and I began.

I chose private study over group classes. I wanted depth—guidance from someone who had lived art fully, who had taught, exhibited, and understood the discipline behind creative freedom. From late 2012 onward, I immersed myself in learning, exploring many mediums until acrylic revealed itself as my language. When I found it, something sparked. It felt like coming home.