for the love of art
(very) humble beginnings
my early paintings were just me, whatever random art supplies i could find around the house, and a bedroom carpet that never fully recovered. no plan, no purpose—just creating for the sake of it.
my sticker era
the second i got my ipad, i knew i wanted to learn how to draw. downloaded procreate, got obsessed, and never looked back.
as a high schooler who covered everything in stickers, it only made sense to start making my own. so i uploaded my designs, and people actually started buying them. then they started posting them—on walls, water bottles, laptops. seeing my art out in the world, knowing that something i made meant something to someone else? unreal. over time, i’ve sold more than 2,500 products with my designs and racked up over 13,500 likes. but more than the numbers, it was the feeling of being part of something bigger than myself.
today
after graduating college and diving into a full-time job, creating became something i kept just for me. no selling, no pressure—just making art that feels like me. most of my inspiration comes from music—the songs that get me through things, the ones that push me forward. art and music have always been my way of finding belonging. and if something i create can help someone else feel that too? then i’m exactly where i’m supposed to be.