Sensitivity is depth.
I don't paint quiet art.
I paint the kind of shit that takes up space, and makes you feel something in your chest.
My art isn’t just about color, and texture - it’s about the experience of being seen, felt, and understood - fully.
It’s a visual language for those of us who struggle to put their emotions into words, who have spent their lives internalizing everything, and shrinking their voice.
My work is joyful and chaotic, emotionally heavy, drenched in color and all smashed together on canvas.
It's a reminder that sensitivity is a gift. Being a deep feeling being is beautiful, and messy, and that's where the magic lives.
If you walk away from my art with chills, a lump in your throat, or even just a little more courage to live loudly - then I did my job.
Here’s your open permission slip to speak your voice, embrace your truth, and to exist - unapologetically.
