WELCOME

I was born into a lineage of storytellers, artisans, and quiet archives — people who carried history in their hands even when the world refused to record their names. Growing up between cultures, I became aware of how identity changes the moment it leaves home. I learned early that some stories survive; others disappear unless someone chooses to hold them.

Painting became my way of holding them.

As I moved through cities shaped by migration, conflict, and reinvention, I became fascinated by the lives that slip through the cracks: the displaced, the overlooked, the ancestors whose hands shaped our world in silence. My work began as an attempt to understand my own dislocation — but it evolved into a broader investigation of how identities are erased, layered, and rebuilt.

Through impressionistic figures, my practice became a map of memory. Each piece is an excavation — pulling histories from the margins back into view.

I paint to restore presence.
I paint because remembering is a form of resistance.
I paint to make visible what should have never been forgotten.

Collectors who live with my work carry these stories forward — continuing a lineage that refuses to be forgotten.