Painting is where it all begins. I tend to draw the moments that broke me open—the scenes and couples from movies and anime that etched themselves into my mind.
I'm someone who lives inside the spaces between silence and sound, between shadow and light. Most of what I create—whether in paint, music, or thought—comes from an ache to capture something fleeting: a memory, a feeling, a face that only existed in fiction, but lingered like it was real.
Painting is where it all begins. I tend to draw the moments that broke me open—the scenes and couples from movies and anime that etched themselves into my mind. I've painted every Ranbir Kapoor pairing I could find: Barfi, Wake Up Sid, Rockstar. I've sketched Rem and Subaru from Re:Zero, Hachimaki and Tanabe from Planetes, and most of all, Kousei and Kaori from Your Lie in April— two characters who felt like real people grieving their own vanishing brilliance.
I'm drawn to characters who carry a quiet pain, who fall in love and fall apart in the same breath. My art is my way of keeping them alive, of making that loss permanent.
I live with music constantly in the background. Sometimes it's melancholic, sometimes angry, sometimes restless. Bands like Radiohead, Weezer, My Chemical Romance, The Smiths, Guns N' Roses, and AC/DC aren't just soundtracks— they're a lifeline, a language to speak my feelings when words fail.
I play guitar and piano to process emotions too complex for speech, often improvising pieces that feel like memories or dreams made audible.
Literature shapes my inner world. Kafka, Dostoevsky, Camus—authors who stare unflinchingly into the absurd, the despair, the strange beauty of existence. Their work is a map through the dark woods of the mind and soul, and I carry that map with me in everything I do.
This website is my personal archive, a place to hold the obsessions, contradictions, and quiet spaces I live in. It's a gallery of fleeting moments made permanent—through paint, sound, and story.
