About Me
I think the reason I started painting is probably because of the weather in Vienna. Like much of Europe, the weather in Vienna isn’t particularly appealing.
Because of that, I would sometimes feel a sense of melancholy, and I noticed that my usually lively personality had become more subdued.
At some point, I began traveling frequently to warmer places like Spain and Italy.
There, I encountered breathtaking natural landscapes proudly displayed under the blue skies and intense sunlight. I wanted to preserve those indescribable scenes somewhere so they wouldn’t fade from memory. That’s when I felt a growing desire to capture them on a blank canvas. I started painting little by little, and that’s what brought me to where I am today. Although my limited skills can’t fully capture their beauty, I’ll keep trying for as long as I can.
I truly love Paris. It feels like my soul city, somehow. Every time I visit Paris, I feel as if every single cell in my body awakens and starts to dance. I think I can understand, at least a little, why so many artists in the past gathered here to share their artistic visions and struggle with their personal conflicts that couldn’t be compromised with the world. Maybe that’s why I also feel like an artist when I’m there. With all these emotions, I want to capture each scene of Paris that is imprinted in my mind like a photograph and express it on a white canvas.