Nature is my sanctuary. A sacred place where I am drawn for inspiration, for restoration, for consolation. Under its guidance, my awareness expands; through uncertainties I discover possibilities, through disorientation I learn navigation. When all landmarks disappear, life can feel out of focus. Wilderness taught me that behind the chaos of existence lies a deeper order, an untouchable depth.

 

Poetry is always around us; an amalgam of light, colors, shapes, patterns, shadows, textures and sounds. I can go to the same place a thousand times and each time I’m amazed by how different it is, full of abstractions and subtleties; it is magical. My heart has an appetite for beauty.

 

I sit in the studio like I would walk in the forest; anchored in the present, enveloped by a sensation of timelessness and a feeling of deep connection with something much greater than myself. As time evaporates quietly, silence gets richer.

 

My spirit strives for silence.

Within its harmony my soul breathes.

In listening, I may hear the whispers of life.

 

Creativity has room to flourish in this ocean of quietude. Nurtured by my connection to the Earth, I see my artistic journey as an opportunity to reflect on the essence of life. Every piece of art holds a mystical promise. Making art is like writing a letter to the invisible worlds that no language, no words could do. It is my way of honoring life by creating in the shadow of its mystery.