I’m a self-taught artist based in Brisbane, and I didn’t even pick up a paintbrush until I was 29. In 2020, I started playing with acrylics out of pure curiosity. No formal training. No master plan. Just a spark and the courage to follow it.
Before that, becoming an artist felt unrealistic. Now it feels inevitable.
What began as a simple “let’s see what happens” quickly turned into something much bigger. Painting became my language. My outlet. My way of turning energy into colour.
My work is bold, structured, and unapologetically vibrant. I don’t do shy colours. I build compositions with intention, layering movement and personality into every piece. I want my paintings to do more than sit quietly on a wall. I want them to change the mood of a room. To spark conversation. To make someone feel something the moment they walk in.
When I paint, time disappears. I enter a zone where instinct takes over and doubt doesn’t get a vote. I rarely know exactly how a piece will end, and that unpredictability is the best part. The magic lives in the process.
There’s something powerful about the sound of brush against canvas. It’s raw. It’s alive. It reminds me that I started this journey simply because I dared to try.
And I’m just getting started.