I have no other choice. This sentence is not a sigh over a lack of alternatives, but rather an admission of a profound inner destiny. Perhaps, in the world’s labyrinth, one could find many ways to fill the time allotted to life, but for me, visual creation has become the only organic response to existence. It is not a choice, but a state of being—a meditation, an escape, and a conscious beautification of a reality that can sometimes be all too raw.
My work is an intimate dialogue with time and my own body. On average, I spend five hours a day in the space between a thought and its material expression. This is a discipline that transcends the boundaries of ordinary craft. Although some days dissolve into administrative duties or social conventions, the core of my existence remains tethered to the workbench.
I am often faced with the question: what else could be done? I think about it frequently, yet the answer always returns to the same point. For me, creation is a form of resistance. I live with a neuromuscular disease that defines the limits of the possible every day and continually hinders physical movement. Despite this biological determinism—or perhaps because of it—I feel an insistent imperative to sit down and create. It is an act of will through which I overcome physical pain and limitations. Creation gives me wings where my body places obstacles.
However, the artistic process does not end in the silence of the studio. For this cycle to continue, the work needs a recipient, a new owner. Art is also an exchange of energy and values. My drive toward professionalization and sales—from small handmade objects to complex paintings—is not merely a matter of economic survival, but a confirmation of the meaningfulness of this path. Every piece sold is a signal to me that my inner world resonates with the one outside.
My mind is in a constant state of overflow, filled with ideas, new products, and concepts waiting to be realized. My work is not static; it is a dynamic ecosystem that constantly evolves despite all external and internal adversities. It is a celebration of a creative force that refuses to surrender.
“To create does not only mean to produce objects; it means to transform one’s own limitations into aesthetic value.”
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