About
Painting entered my life unexpectedly in 2020. After a serious accident and a severe concussion, everyday life slowed down and became difficult to navigate. With little else to turn to, I started putting paint onto canvas.
There was no plan and no search for perfection. Paint was poured, smeared, thrown and scattered. Searching for a deeper meaning, I found something else: a way to translate what was happening inside my head without having to explain it.
Soon, painting became a daily ritual. Some days, as many as ten works emerged. Even after recovering, the urge to paint remained.
Since then, the canvas has become a place where thoughts, tension and emotion can exist outside of myself. Especially during difficult periods, painting makes the weight of everyday life easier to carry. I still create several works each week, each one unintentionally documenting the state of mind and period in which it came into existence.
The paintings are not carefully constructed representations of an idea. They are traces of moments — attempts to find structure within chaos.
