There’s something deeply comforting about being surrounded by art. Whether it’s wandering through the quiet halls of a museum or sitting alone with a canvas, brush in hand, I find myself drawn to the way art speaks without words. It relaxes me, centers me, and allows me to express things I can’t always say out loud.
I’ve always had a love for art. Museums are like sanctuaries to me—each painting, each sculpture, each tiny detail in a frame holds a story, a moment frozen in time. I could spend hours getting lost in brushstrokes, imagining the thoughts and emotions behind each masterpiece. It’s not just about looking; it’s about feeling, about connecting with artists across centuries.
When I paint, it’s a personal experience. I’m not just applying color—I’m choosing moods, layering thoughts, expressing emotions. Each color I use feels intentional, almost like it has its own voice. There’s a rhythm to it that brings me peace. It’s not about perfection; it’s about presence. Art gives me space to breathe.
If I had to choose a historical figure who inspires me most in art, it would be Leonardo da Vinci. He wasn’t just an artist—he was a thinker, a visionary, a true Renaissance man. His curiosity knew no bounds. He painted, drew, studied anatomy, designed inventions far ahead of his time, and saw connections between science and art that still amaze us today.
What I admire most about Leonardo isn’t just his technique—it’s his passion for learning, his hunger for understanding the world, and how he poured all of that into his work. The Last Supper and Mona Lisa aren’t just paintings; they’re windows into his mind. You can feel his genius, his obsession with detail, his love for nature and humanity in every piece.
To me, art is more than a hobby—it’s a way of living, a way of seeing. And through the eyes of Leonardo da Vinci, I’m reminded that art and curiosity go hand in hand. He inspires me to keep creating, keep questioning, and above all, to keep appreciating the beauty in every stroke, every shade, every idea.






