BIO

Remember that first big dream? My childhood dream was to become a veterinarian, because I always had this enormous connection with nature and I always liked animals more than humans, no offense. Though I was surrounded by art while growing up. I never thought about it as a career choice, because I wasn’t surrounded by successful artists. 

But then one day I lost my purpose. My dog was hit by a car. Don’t worry he survived. but I realized that I can’t be a vet. As I passed out more than 5 times, while the doggo doctor was explaining what exactly happened and what needs to be done in order to fix him. For life it wasn’t enough that I just lost my purpose. It also gave me my first, bittersweet taste of heartbreak. And that’s what pushed me to express myself through painting for the first time. 

For years it stayed as a form of expression. They weren’t artworks, they were therapy. There was no skill, no technical understanding what so ever . It helped me go through heartbreaks, monotonous jobs, through a life, that’s scheme was pretty simple : work – pay rent – eat – repeat -…..- die.. Fortunately, the existential crisis started to be so loud in my head that I couldn’t ignore it anymore. So, here we are.

 I had better die trying to do what I love. Than quasi-comfortably exist with regrets the rest of my life. 

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