I don’t draw to soothe—I draw to disrupt. My work is a revolt against silence, a visual uprising of symbols, spirits, and scars. Every line is a declaration. Every figure is a witness. I channel the wild, the wounded, and the sacred into mythic dreamscapes that refuse to behave.

 

My pencil is my weapon. It’s not just a tool—it’s an extension of my voice. I’ve honed a technique that’s entirely my own: raw, precise, layered with emotion and intention. I carve worlds with pencil, building textures that breathe and shadows that speak. When I add color, it’s not decoration—it’s ignition.

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My art is rooted in cultural multiplicity. I carry the stories of many lands, many ancestors, many rhythms. My symbols speak in multiple tongues—Indigenous echoes, diasporic memory, spiritual rebellion. I don’t fit into one box, and neither does my work. It’s hybrid, defiant, and alive.

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I draw to reclaim space—for the intuitive, the invisible, the culturally complex. I draw to remember what the world tries to erase. I draw to make you feel something you didn’t expect.

This isn’t art for galleries. It’s art for the soul’s underground.

 

Welcome to the resistance.