YOU SAY GO, SO I STAYED

With Indian ink, red fluidity, and graphite, I first poured my thoughts into a 200-page notebook—drawings and shapes reflecting the push and pull of leaving versus belonging, of finding human connection in freedom. All this while traveling solo on my motorbike through the raw, untamed landscapes of Sumbawa.

Today, those motifs have evolved. They now live on stone paper, watercolor paper, baking parchment, and digital canvases—transformed, as life is never constant. What a pity.

She said, “GO,” so he stayed.