“artist’s curse”
I’m not superstitious, but the idea of losing you terrifies me.
Capturing you in sketches, letting your image etch itself so deeply into my thoughts that it ends up flowing effortlessly onto the paper or the screen, has become part of my routine to anchor my fragile mind to a world that wants to forget.
I wish I could extract this indescribable feeling from my body and wrap you in it, so you would understand how strong it is, how much your presence means to me.
Maybe that’s why I want to become your curse. Trap you completely in my art, just as you have captured my entire being in your heart.













