I look for old, abandoned paintings, objects, fragments.What was forgotten becomes something else.
Each piece suggests something.Not a fixed meaning.A direction.
Some pieces move through symbols,archetypes, recurring figures. Something that feels familiar,even if you don’t know why.
Old and new sit in the same space.They don’t fully agree.
Like a Tarot Reading
Sometimes the image feels like a draw.You don’t choose it.It appears.
Images that speak without explaining.
You don’t decode them.You read them.
