The 'I' Behind The "I"

This piece is one of the earliest signals I ever caught from whatever it is that speaks through me when I create. It came before the paintings, before the bloom of colour and sound - before I even understood that I was being carved into an artist.

What you're looking at is the moment I first realised there is an 'I' behind the "l"
The watcher.
The, witness.
The one who survives every death I go through.

Every line in this drawingwas etched from a place of raw introspection. I wasn't trying to impress anyone or prove I could create art - I was trying to understand myself. I was trying to see the shape of my own consciousness. And somehow, this form emerged - ancient yet modern, familiar yet alien, like a shard of the soul held up to the light.

People often tell me there is something alive inside my work. I believe that's because I don't draw or paint at the world - I draw and paint from within it. From within grief, within rebirth, within the long, hard work of becoming a man who can stand in his own truth.

This piece is the first door.
The first whisper.
The first time I realised that what I'm creating isn't decoration - it's documentation.
A record of a human being remembering who he is.

And now, it hangs as a reminder:
That beneath every surface...there is a deeper self waiting to be seen.