For years, I lived according to patterns that provided a sense of security but suppressed what was most important within me. Art was always there – quiet, patient, waiting. At some point, I realized I could no longer ignore it....
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For years, I lived according to patterns that provided a sense of security but suppressed what was most important within me. Art was always there – quiet, patient, waiting. At some point, I realized I could no longer ignore it. I left my former life behind and devoted myself entirely to painting. From that moment on, everything took on new meaning – it was on the canvas that I began to find myself.