Genesis, with it, I was born into art.

A full stop to what I was.

Ellipses, because I didn’t know how it would come.

I began. Color and form appeared to me intrusively. I didn’t seek them. They did.

I knew it very clearly: abstract impressionism speaks to me. I want to do it. To paint and reveal for others what exists only in my mind. Selfish or not, that feeling pleased me… and still does.

The dialogue began. At first shy, then it grew more confident. Little by little, it became my form of artistic expression. I feel good. At ease, from a place where I can step out and explore whatever I want, grow and learn… and then return with more intention and strength.

It is me. It is my way of speaking, of telling what I live in my personal journey.