
I never liked defining things too early — especially myself.
I love creating, challenging, breaking boundaries, trying out all possibilities of life.
Art, philosophy, performance — they aren’t separate pursuits, but different ways of asking the same question:
How can I define myself?
Here, you’ll find fragments of that question scattered across my works, writings, and passing thoughts. Some are messy, some unfinished — but all are honest.
At the age of 17 I don’t yet have a fixed answer. Maybe that’s the point: to keep feeling, even when meaning hasn’t arrived yet.
An Attempt to Feel
A collection of moments before they settle