My work deals with memory, the pain of living and with healing. I tell stories about the pain of living and about my personal experience of life. These stories are related to my repressed desire, anger and self-pity as well as the healing of those repressed emotions. I paint the repressed and unresolved turmoil because I believe that painting itself can provide healing.

I am afraid of life. I want to be happier than anybody but life is always such a burden to me. As I sometimes trust people and sometimes do not, I often oscillate between trusting and distrusting life. Maybe it is because I am too naive. When I paint, my pains, worries, and loneliness disappear temporarily.

I feel peaceful for a while but soon I realize the harsh reality, which is often unfair, depressing, and sometimes even infuriating.

I want to be happy but I am sad and tormented.