ABOUT ME

  

I live in Ōtautahi Christchurch and have graduated from the University of Canterbury with a Bachelor of Fine Arts with Honours.


I am addicted to creating my own worlds to escape to, using paint as a portal. I will never tire of bringing my imaginaries to life. Once I begin illustrating a story or a painting, I lose myself in its world until the final stroke.

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