Eyes on the Vision

Focused on the Goal

Executing my vision

before you work

Your Texture

it's not that simple

Traumas that don't leave you

Memories That Burn

Memories in ink

Etched in Paper

Resting in my Garden

Quiet in My Garden

static

Between the fluctuating boundaries of dream and matter, a new form of reality unfolds: fragile, radiant, and governed by silent thresholds. Echoes rise from hidden distances, forging subtle pathways where perception bends and time dissolves into luminous fragments. Gravity becomes a guide through this trembling equilibrium, a force that binds the intangible to the real, revealing shadows that speak and spaces that remember. In the silent convergence of the inner and the infinite, geometry finds its ultimate form, and dream learns to become truth.

Final Geometry

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Quiet in My Garden

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