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My love for painting is renewed when it sparks spontaneous conversations, whether with friends or...

In the dictionary, “old” refers to worn out or irrelevant, but not accomplished or wise. It surprises me that we treat with...

I don’t carry many belongings, but my mental space looks like a hoarder’s palace. I often find...

My parents’ house was full of spiritual books. As a child sometimes I would peek...

Vancouver is also called Raincouver: clouds cover everything in cold grey. Different from the gray...

Last month I was invited to paint in Vancouver’s downtown, following social distancing and extra...

This is a chain of thoughts I started putting together at the end of 2019,...

Canadian winter: one more month for it to end. I didn’t know it would be...

December is almost over, dragging fatigue and the promise that January will bring a reset...

When you move to a new country, you gotta get out there and meet new...

“I want to travel and paint around the world”. Dreams are ideas waiting for us...

In the society where I grew up, there was an unspoken rule: once you become...

Art can feel like a secret language. For a long time, the idea that you...