I grew up as a child who imagined endless adventures – riding horses through jungles, meeting kind strangers in distant places, and living close to the animals I loved. I thought that when I became an adult, life would look the way it did in those dreams. It didn’t. Reality turned out to be different, as it does for most of us. But the dreams never disappeared – they just came back in fragments: feelings, impressions, small scenes without logic. My paintings are based on those pieces of memory and emotion. I paint imagined women, animals, and landscapes as a way to stay connected to that inner world – not to escape life, but to remember something gentle and true that’s still there.