non- representational...

OK, so I have decided to indulge in some abstract works... It's a nice break:) Enjoy.

study..

Here is a head study I was working on, I find it very tedious to calm my hand. I'm very use to heavy gesture marks, so i'm just trying this out...

portrait.

I've been delving in and studying human figure. I've suddenly had this urge to do portraiture, and i've been enjoying the experience more than anything else I ever studied on this artistic journey. Though i'm still figuring out and exploring this new branch in my life, I cant help but seek out constructive criticism.......

here she is.

artist statement

art was something that I began experimenting with to help myself through a rough time. I used it as a way to distract myself and express my pain through something other than words. as I grew and healed, I began to find a new love for art. Wanting to perfect it, I began to study it more seriously.I now see that art helpled shape me into the person I am today. I owe it to art to keep pursuing, keep charging
through, experimenting learning and growing. art is extraordinary. line, shape, colour, texture, space, form. The idea, the reason and the meaning behind a piece of artwork can be so altering. When I begin a piece of work I go in with the understanding that I cannot always plan the outcome. Whether it be literal or expressionistic, each piece has its place, and meaning in this artistic journey. With every stroke of paint, every charcoal smudge I am finding the fleeting
beauty in everything that surrounds me. I crave the challenge that indulges the viewer to think and question what they see in the creation. The thrill of the controversey, when someone can see and understand. When they feel a sense of what I felt at that moment, or find their own meaning and then fell in love. To have someone fall in love the way I fall in love, that is what I strive for, that is my aspiration.






I always find myself scouring the internet trying to compare my work with other artists. I've come to the conclusion that along with becoming an artist, there is the awful sense of insecurity, my art is on the chopping block. My insides. Yet- I can't be myself without art, it's this instinct, like breathing.

art is life...

When asked the question "what is art to you?"

my first thought is ' art is my life.' so in a sense, art IS life.

Art is what holds you together, its what drives you insane. Art always leave you wondering, and yet, makes you feel a part of this world. It's free and expressive, its tedious and mind boggling. We wouldn't be the same without it. We live for it.

Art is our life.