Just finished varnishing my balls 🤣 — definitely not a sentence I expected to say today.

Every painting I make is part art, part patience, and part dog management. This one started with excitement, a clean floor, and a reminder from my dad about five P’s.

Ever wanted to throw paint just for the joy of it? Turns out painting like Jackson Pollock is both creative therapy and a masterclass in intention.

Beauty and struggle often live side by side. From the ashes comes renewal, and from fire comes change. My latest painting, Rebirth, is my attempt to capture that delicate balance.

Art can be exhilarating—and soul-crushing when things don’t go as planned. This is the story of a blow dryer, a golden nebula, and what I’m learning about resilience.