I paint to create a space between memory and imagination. Fragments of places I have seen merge with imagined landscapes, reflecting my way of seeing. Then, the painterly space becomes an experience that words alone cannot fully hold while moving us emotionally.
Painting feels like daydreaming with my hands. As I become absorbed in the paint, the noise and demands of everyday life recede. My attention settles into the moment, even as my imagination travels elsewhere.
Colours, form, and marks are like musical notes: their relationships give the painting its rhythm. I enjoy seeing how one colour changes the presence of another, how a shape brings balance or tension, and how a mark can redirect the movement.
There is pleasure in seeing how a painting develops through an ongoing exchange between intention and discovery. Through layers of decisions, my eye wander and pause. I make a mark, respond to it, and decide what to keep, alter, or remove. An awkward shape or an unplanned colour can suggest a new direction. Each decision changes what can happen next.
For me, painting is connected to freedom. I can follow my intuition, question my intentions, set my own rules. There are moments of frustration and uncertainty, but also the pleasure of discovering something unexpected. It leaves room for imperfection and mistakes that can open up possibilities. When a painting comes together, I feel as though I have travelled somewhere through the act of making it. That discovery keeps drawing me back. That is pure joy.