A woman in a pink robe listens to music on a train at night, looking out the window at a passing landscape with a crescent moon, capturing the romance of night travel.
A woman in a pink robe listens to music on a train at night, looking out the window at a passing landscape with a crescent moon, capturing the romance of night travel.
"I break rules, not out of rebellion, but because they bore me."
Genres don’t bind me, emotion does. I mix, remix, distort, and rebuild. From ancient patterns to digital noise, I combine what doesn’t belong together until it suddenly does. My art asks questions, not for answers, but for disruption.