I don’t remember when I became a painter. But I know exactly when I couldn’t be anything else.
I was already running with a spray can before I knew the word career.
In 2010, I fell in love with painting — heart racing, hands shaking, jumping fences with security on my tail.
Graffiti was my first teacher:
Paint fast. Trust your gut. Disappear before they catch you.
That energy never left me.
Years later, I studied Fine Arts.
But I really learned painting in the streets —
live competitions, city after city, massive canvases, no time, no mercy.
You had a few hours to make something unforgettable.
If you won, you got paid.
If not — back on the bus.
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Not Simply a Painting
Look around you.
Most of what’s in your home today — your phone, your laptop, even your furniture — won’t be with you in 20 years.
But a painting like this?
It stays.
You’ll move with it. Live with it.
And one day, someone you love might inherit it.
Because original art doesn’t just hang on a wall — it roots itself in your space.
People don’t just buy my paintings.
They keep them.
They build stories around them.
They make room for them in their lives.
If a painting speaks to you, trust that instinct.
It might stay with you longer than most things you own.
Own a Story
Some pieces don’t just change a wall.
They change how a room feels.
How you feel in it.
An original painting brings stillness, character, presence.
It turns a space into somewhere you want to stay.
And years from now, it’ll still be there —
quietly telling the same story,
even as the rest of your world changes.
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