My earliest memories are of running through my backyard, climbing on apple trees, and building swings from willow tree branches. Before I understood the world with language, I understood it through the touch of barks, the smell of florals and soil, and the sounds of branches brushing against each other. To me, nature is not just a landscape but living structures that mirror the human condition. Since moving to New York, I find myself searching for traces of those earlier memories, trying to reconnect with the intimacy. We are all rooted yet constantly growing and changing; our existence is interdependent and never isolated. After moving to New York I found the connection between distance and intimacy.

Nomad

Like animals we migrate through different stages of our lives.