I describe myself a dreamer, a heavy sleeper. A homeless boy recumbent in bed with pillows. A lover, binge, intoxicated with spiritual joy and love. I create, I think and release. I am alive and moving but do not know how life goes with the life that I hold, today and in the next day, and to the next morning, until the following weeks. I understand art as I look upon this sense, catching the eye of the audience, it must be distinguish.
The art is world inside the vast world. I was naïve when I learned drawing simple figures. As I step from being innocent to subtle I grow in touched and felt the art work from its very simple figures. I never looked deep in everything I saw and my ideas are shallow to see profound meanings, the important thing to me is too feel my aesthetic satisfaction.
As I enter in an institute of fine arts I learned combining different medium and styles. I use to experiment on different mediums. The fascination of realistic paintings, the contemporary and the people who have served as my inspiration are the influences that mold my works. It is still vogue and I still don’t how things will change as I will live for this exploration of me with art will be explored in the lifetime.