A slow drift through the space, where something is — but not the self.
It marks a moment of inward listening, where what was hidden begins to surface.
What’s there when there is space and silence?
What does silence reveal?

Tenebra

Not made — surfaced. Not heard — recognized.

Whispers

A soundtrack for those chasing “someday,” only to find that the present was enough all along.

someday

A bittersweet reflection on the quiet ache of leaving something behind, something untold.

Untold Blue

gato

worn

Exploring music production and alto saxophone as a way to express what words can’t — and to drift beyond what’s familiar to me.

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