01 / 2018–2020
Paintings
Painting forms the core of the practice, working within abstraction to explore emotion, memory, and inner states. Through layered composition, gesture, and surface, the works create shifting fields of meaning where form, colour, and texture become vehicles for psychological and sensory experience.
Not everything is as it seems through our naked eyes. What we perceive on the surface often conceals a world of unseen depth and emotion. The sky, for instance, so often gentle and blue, can shift its tone in an instant, carrying calm one day and turbulence the next. In that same way, life reveals itself in layers, teaching us that truth and beauty are never singular or still. This artwork is a contemplation of perspective, of learning to see beyond appearances, beyond the immediate. The colours move between light and shadow, cool blues and quiet warmth, reflecting the delicate balance between what is shown and what is felt. Just as dark shades lift and define the brightness beside them, life too reveals its meaning through contrast. Our experiences, both tender and harsh, shape the way we see beauty.
In this landscape of cascading water, I see more than a waterfall, I see movement, rhythm, and the quiet pulse of life itself. The water rushes forward with purpose, carrying energy that never truly stops; it transforms, flows, and finds its way through every stone and crevice, much like the human spirit navigating its own terrain. The colours in this piece are not merely visual; they are emotions in motion. Each hue carries a feeling, merging and dissolving into another, reflecting how our inner worlds shift through moments of calm and chaos. We rarely pause to witness this flow within ourselves, to sit with what rises and falls inside us. Yet, if our emotions could take on colour and form, perhaps they would look just like this—vivid, unpredictable, and alive. Let’s slow down and feel, to sense the undercurrent beneath the visible. For within the wild and fluid beauty of the waterfall lies a mirror to our own ever-changing emotional landscapes: colourful, chaotic, and profoundly human.
This piece is an impressionistic interpretation of a rabbit, inspired by the idea of the rabbit hole without revealing the animal itself. Rather than presenting a literal form, the work invites the viewer to sense its presence through abstraction, colour, and suggestion. The composition gently guides the eye toward elongated ear-like shapes, layered with a blend of colours that shift and merge into one another. These ears become the quiet centre of the work, symbolising the act of listening—a reminder of how deeply we absorb the world around us, often without realising it. For me, listening is one of the most essential human skills, a gateway to understanding, empathy, and awareness. The painting is left open for interpretation, allowing each viewer to discover their own meaning within it. It is a piece that asks to be felt rather than explained.
This painting captures a wide embrace of the sea’s edge, a landscape where the horizon opens like a dialogue between earth and sky. Though the setting was a beach, my eyes were drawn not to the water, but to the harmony between the greens of the land and the vastness of the sky above. The sky cannot touch the land, yet they reach for one another endlessly through wind, rain, light and shadow. Their love is wordless, patient, and profoundly accepting. To me, this view became a metaphor for unconditional love—the kind that allows freedom, honours difference and finds beauty in simply existing side by side.
This companion painting captures the same wide embrace of the sea’s edge: a horizon where earth and sky reach for one another through wind, rain, light and shadow. Their love is wordless, patient, and profoundly accepting. It is a meditation on unconditional love—the kind that allows freedom, honours difference and finds beauty in simply existing side by side.
In this painting, the mountains rise not as separate forms, but as companions holding the land hand in hand, as if keeping one another grounded. There is a quiet harmony in their stillness, an unspoken understanding in the way they coexist. Nature, in its silent wisdom, shows us what it means to simply be. The mountains do not compete; they stand together, strong yet soft, offering shade, air, and calm without asking anything in return. This piece invites reflection on the serenity of nature versus the restlessness of human hearts: to hold each other with quiet grace, stand tall without pride, and breathe kindness into the spaces around us.
This painting captures the fierce and living soul of a lava mountain, a landscape that breathes, burns, and transforms. The molten flow is both a force of destruction and an act of creation. The mountain does not apologise for its nature; it remains authentic, unyielding, and profoundly itself. We, too, hold fires within us—emotions, truths, and powers we suppress for far too long. This painting is a meditation on release: the courage to be real, to burn with purpose, and to let the world see our raw, unedited essence.
This work reflects on the quiet yet profound power of womanhood: the rare ability to hold two worlds at once. Captured within it is the intimate, in-between moment of becoming, where a new soul prepares to enter life. While much conversation around womanhood centres on rights, independence, equality and resistance, this work is drawn instead to something instinctive and elemental—the natural essence of being a woman, which in itself already holds immeasurable strength and meaning. Art is not here to instruct or conclude, but to mirror what already lives within you.
As I merge with my colours and strokes during the process of discovering artwork, I’m realising that an imperfect life is actually the most perfect life. Jumping and jumbling from one to another in day-to-day life, I’m seeing how life is beautiful in all its colours. A clear sky is always beautiful, but what if we never have rain or storm? Storms that come to jolt us often leave us with more courage as we sail along. Nothing in life is concrete without passion and patience.