2009-2011

I dream.
My eyes are open.
From above, I look down at the city—the place where waking life and imagination
quietly overlap. In this space, I came to understand how people can dream while
fully awake.
To paint a dream is to dream with open eyes.
This is how these paintings were born. They emerge from moments when reality
softens and the world becomes porous—when memories, desires, and gentle
visions rise to the surface. The cities I paint are not fixed places; they are inner
landscapes. The angels that appear are reflections of myself on days when I feel
light, hopeful, and connected.
These works hold my dreams, the worlds I long for, and figures that mirror my
emotional states—hovering between earth and sky, certainty and wonder, sleep and
consciousness.