Art is a sacred, intimate, and magical ritual that allows us to tap into all aspects of ourselves, blending the sublime across different dimensions, realities, and spaces we have occupied in the past and will occupy in the future.

My art serves as a collection of messages—some actualized, some reconciled, and some waiting for further discovery. Much of it reflects the pain shaped by societal pressures, shame, and delusions. However, this pain is part of a polarity of energy that, when reconciled, transforms into pure bliss. Ultimately, everything in this life can be distilled into one essence: oblivion and bliss.

Signposts throughout my life reassure me that the path I walk has been blessed by various deities, including the gods and goddesses, the four directions, the Moon, the Sun, and all their cosmic counterparts.

Sometimes we forget about the senses—taste, touch, smell, hearing, and sight. These are our ancient guides in navigating this realm; they are primal.

Your relationship with your target—what you focus on—is the only true reality. Thoughtlessness comes first, followed by the orchestration of whatever illusion we have been shaped to believe or desire.

The sense of who you think you are is akin to an actor, while thoughtlessness serves as the stage. How you engage with this interaction makes you a marionette, controlled and pulled by fate and destiny. What we can hope for is to achieve a higher vibration over time.