The works began in 2024 during a period of severe depression, when I was encouraged to find a way to stay present. I returned to painting, drawing, and writing as a means of coping, without intention or expectation. Through this process, I realized that art was never something external to me—it had always been part of who I am.
As I continued, it became clear that my relationship with depression did not begin in adulthood, but much earlier. I had stepped away from art because I did not understand myself or my place in the world. Making work again became a way of uncovering that history and reconnecting with an identity I had abandoned without knowing why.
These works are not about escape or recovery as an endpoint. They are records of survival—moments where art prevented me from disappearing into that state. Scrabbles marks the point where I stopped losing myself and understood that this practice is not temporary, but essential. This is my life, and it continues.
