SOUL

The Manifesto of Uninterrupted Thought

Genesis: The Void as Possibility

My work does not begin on paper, but in the silence of the subconscious. It arises from a visceral need to give tangible form to the uninterrupted flow of thought—that mental "white noise" we so often ignore.

Through the Doodle Mosaic project, I elevate the doodle—the most instinctive and primordial act of drawing—into a complex, layered, and monumental architecture. I do not merely fill a space; I explore the thin line where chaos surrenders to order and where the spontaneity of the gesture meets the rigor of geometry.


Controlled Automatism: A Dance of No Return

My artistic practice is an exercise in brutal honesty. Using ink as my sole investigative tool, I follow a process I define as "Controlled Automatism." Every work begins with a single mark—a tiny cell of ink that multiplies across the paper following an organic, unpredictable rhythm.

In this journey, there are no drafts, no pencil traces, and no possibility of erasure. Every line is final. If the hand wavers or the ink stains, I do not hide the error: I embrace it, transforming it into a new branch of the mosaic. It is a constant dialogue between instinct and surface, where the void is not an absence but a celebration of Horror Vacui—a sacred tension that compels me to saturate every fiber of the paper with detail.


Visual Dualism: The Individual is a Multitude

The essence of my work lies in a perceptual paradox that challenges distance and time.

Every shadow and feature is a teeming ecosystem. You will discover dreamlike characters, archaic symbols, and eyes that watch you back. What appears as a single portrait is, in fact, a crowd organizing itself to form an individual. It is a collective narrative where every single "doodle" possesses its own life, identity, and secret.


Nectar: The Vitality of Slowness

In an era dominated by digital frenzy and instant consumption, my work stands as an act of Manual Resistance. It is a secular prayer to slowness. The patience of the hand prevailing over the speed of the machine is not just a technical choice; it is a spiritual declaration.

Each artwork releases what I call Nectar: the vital sap that flows from the intensity of time devoted. It is an energy that cannot be replicated, for it carries the weight of hours, breaths, and the manual obsession required to weave thousands of stories into a single gaze.