She looks directly ahead-one side steady, composed; the other slowly fading, as if memory is letting go. Half Remembered is a portrait of presence and loss, of identity caught between... View more

In a still world of grey, she stands with one leg on the basement, body grounded, presence strong. Behind her, Keke's rest, silent witnesses to the city's hum. Her wrapper,... View more

Bold, fragmented, yet focused the face meets your gaze without flinching. In layered lines and shifting forms, Seen strips away detail to reveal presence. Abstract yet intense, it challenges the... View more

Her head leans gently, not in weakness, but in wonder. Created through layered textures and mixed materials, The Tilt of Thought captures a moment of inward gaze where emotion rests... View more

She looks straight ahead calm, steady, unafraid. Built from layered textures, papers, and brushwork, Through Her Eyes invites you to pause and meet her gaze. The mixed media approach adds... View more

She folds into herself,not in shame, but in protection. Her body, bare and vulnerable, becomes a sculpture of softness and strength. Unfolding Silence is not just about nudity, but about... View more

Layer upon layer, currencies from across nations blend-paper and polymer, colours and codes, histories and economies all stacked in a tangled harmony. The Value We Place questions what we chase,... View more

Rendered in soft pastel and grounded in charcoal's raw truth, he stands not just as a figure but as a force. Inspired by the boldness of Jen Sincero and the... View more

They don't speak, but they see painted in blue, faces turned subtly, side-eyes heavy with questions, judgment, curiosity, or quiet tension. Shades of Glance explores unspoken social dynamics in abstract... View more

With hands moving in rhythm and hearts beating in sync, the drummers gather talking drums pressed close, speaking without words. Dressed in tradition, their presence commands attention, yet it's the... View more

In textured layers of Araism, the ancient meets the modern a masquerade, symbol of tradition and mystery, holds a telephone to its ear. Spirit on the Line playfully bridges the... View more

Formed in expressive strokes, marked with lines and cultural patterns, the man and woman face forward but it's the quiet space between them that speaks the loudest. A child, subtly... View more

Five girls. No words, just presence. They stand shoulder to shoulder, hair dropped, faces heavy wrapped in silence and closeness. Against a red backdrop that burns like memory or warning,... View more

She sits in stillness, rendered in soft monochrome-timeless, unnoticed by the rush around her. But in her hands, the bole and fish glow with colour�smoky golds and deep browns, hot... View more

The face is there but not fully. Lines blur, features fold, and identity slips through form. Hidden in Plain Sight is an abstract reflection of emotion held inward where what... View more

Against a glowing orange backdrop, figures stand fully wrapped faces hidden, bodies sealed in fabric or meaning. Wrapped in Silence speaks of protection, concealment, and identity layered in mystery. The... View more

She plays the flute in stillness, her form wrapped in patterned cloth, with intricate motifs trailing behind her on the walls like the music itself has left its mark. In... View more

From her neck to her hips, she stands with quiet power hands on her waist, body turned slightly, claiming space. Her form is wrapped not in fabric, but in stories... View more

With a cap tilted just right and wine in hand, he sits like royalty part beast, part businessman. A dog's head meets a tailored suit in this surreal blend of... View more

In the stillness of tradition, a man sits between three women-each poised, composed, and wrapped in ceremonial grace. Rendered in black and white, the painting strips the moment down to... View more

Framed by a bold red background, her face meets you head-on strong, composed but her eyes drift, revealing something else. In this mixed media portrait, texture meets tension. What Her... View more

The night hums gently houses resting, cars in motion, and sharp yellow street lights casting long shadows on quiet walls. In this painted dusk, time slows, and every glow feels... View more

There's no visible glance, yet you feel the gaze gentle, downward, reflective. The face holds still, but emotion flows from its quiet tilt. The Quiet Tilt speaks to moments of... View more

Golden skies melt into soft blues as the sun begins its descent. Along the dusty path, people walk between houses some painted yellow, some blue each kissed gently by the... View more