Sometimes an image feels like a memory you never lived. t’s Just a Dream… drifts between night and morning, where reflections blur and time forgets its order. It’s not about what’s real — it’s about what still echoes after you wake up.

ColoUrs folding like veils of light — concealing and revealing. VEILS is an abstract art collection exploring light, layers, and hidden dimensions. The artwork combines flowing forms and soft gradients, evoking motion and mystery.

“Cosmos Awakens” captures the instant when the void stirs into brilliance. Abstract visions from the edge of creation, where light fractures, darkness and energy begins to move. A meditation on beginnings, silence, and timeless motion…

Glitched — a surreal digital portrait showing a woman’s face broken into glitch-style fragments and layered tiles. The image mixes sharp red lips, metallic eye makeup, and abstract textures, creating a futuristic and cinematic atmosphere. The artwork explores distortion, identity, and the beauty of imperfection.

HYPNOTIC ABSTRACT is the first part of the HYPNOTIC series. A piano loop paired with abstract black-and-white imagery created the foundation for what would grow into a connected line of images, sound, and story.

HYPNOTIC STRIPES explores how images, sound, and story connect across formats. What began as a portrait gallery became a looping short film with Berlin-style drums and Arabic vocals, and now lives as a poster and blog entry. Each piece is a fragment — together they form a connected line.

From a distance, it looks untouchable — towers rising, lit in firelight, mirrored in still waters. But the City of Gold is not built from stone and metal. It’s built from struggle, from scars, from the silent battles no one else sees.

Every life is a single story, but the ways we move through it are infinite. Each step, each river crossed, each turn of the paddle writes a new chapter. The red canoe waits on still water, not to stay still, but to remind us: we are meant for motion.

We don’t become who we are in one piece. We become in layers — fragments of experience, choices, mistakes, and lessons. Like glass stacked over glass, some layers reveal, some conceal, and some simply distort the view until we decide what stays.

There are no U-turns in time. No backroads that lead us to yesterday. The road stretches ahead, and whether we’re ready or not, the sun keeps rising at the end of it.

There are moments when the crowd turns away, when silence wraps the horizon, when no one else dares to hold the line. It’s in those moments that standing alone becomes the purest form of strength.

Cities don’t sleep — they evolve. Every step, every spark, every heartbeat walking through their streets rewrites the skyline. Not just with steel and glass, but with stories, with choices, with the quiet courage of people daring to move forward.

Strength isn’t about how much you carry. It isn’t about towering over the world, or being the biggest presence on the road. Strength is motion — choosing tokeep going when stopping would be easier.

Boundaries look final. Sharp edges. Defined lines. But what if every boundary wasn’t an end — but a beginning?

We used to think beauty belonged only in nature — in flowers, rivers, skies. But beauty adapts. It finds its way into the circuits, the wires, the digital spaces we’ve built.

Not all power makes noise. Some of the strongest forces in the world move unseen, unheard, flowing steady beneath the surface.

We all want the leap. The shortcut. The moment that changes everything overnight. But the truth is, greatness doesn’t come in leaps. It comes in steps.

Every limit feels unbreakable until someone dares to step past it. What looks like impossibility from a distance becomes reality the moment you take that first step.

There’s a difference between being alone and being lost. Lost means searching without direction. Alone means walking your path, even when no one else can see where it leads.

Shadows are part of life. They follow us, surround us, sometimes even try to define us. But shadows only exist because there’s already light. And that light doesn’t have to come from outside — it begins within.