I have been painting for as long as I can remember. What started as scribbles on blackboards have ended up as abstracts on these canvases.
These works are my journey of things I saw, felt and lived through… my chronicle of hope and hopelessness. These are days of insatiable and uninterrupted work. And then there were helpless moments of blank canvas staring at me. Each work has seen its share of my anguish and ecstasy.
I paint what I see, only to end up discovering many worlds unseen.
This online space is where I have put up my works for you to see. I hope that they tell you of my roots, my real home and destiny. For they speak to me… reminding to remain restless and free.
I do not like to name my paintings for they are born but don’t belong to me. But I am compelled to do so to identify them in this illusionary world. That they need a name and a wall. So I try.