Through countless challenges across all areas of life, I have grown into the woman I am today. Many times, I fought too fiercely—without the maturity or knowledge I truly needed. But I learned from those experiences. With each passing year, I’ve become more composed, more whole—without losing the edges that define me.
My art, too, has evolved over time. In this current creative phase, I find myself working free from pressure and expectation. What emerges are solitary works that stand apart from all previous styles. It feels as though I’ve already expressed everything that once stirred within me — and now, I’ve reached a vital emancipation.
One such piece is Places of Crime. Through distinct fields of color variation, it portrays the global epidemic of domestic violence — driven by unchecked possessiveness, lack of impulse control, and irrational fears. The work is a stark reflection of the emotional and societal fractures that persist beneath the surface.
May these words and images stir something within you—an echo of your own journey, or a spark toward new understanding.
