I paint my dreams

Painting and working with clay has been a big passion of mine ever since I was a child. However I never had the courage to follow that dream. I never considered the possibility of becoming an artist, especially because I never felt like one, and I actually still don't to this very day. However one day I got lost, I lost my path, my purpose and more or less my sanity. I needed to find a way to reconnect with myself, my real self, and somehow, without knowing how it all came to be, I found myself with a piece of clay, a bunch of paints and endless sleepless nights. And just like that, I found myself and I realised I'd do anything to make this dream come true. Ever since I started this crazy adventure I realised I have never worked harder and yet I've never looked back, and I don't think I ever will because art is my shelter, my therapy, my way of expressing emotions and ideas; it's an adventure and yet a safe port at the same time. 

I consider myself one of the few lucky people that don't dread Mondays and don't mind working seven days per week because I simply love what I do and every sacrifice it takes to keep this dream alive is more than worth it. 

So here I am, trying to share my dreams with you and hoping that every piece of my work makes someone as happy as it made me while I was creating it!