Creativity is an element I value the most when crafting each of my works. Most of the works in my portfolio are composed of ideas and themes that arose from my imagination: dreams I wanted to bring to reality through putting them down on something tangible and recordable. My artistic process has been like this since I was five years old, when I was bold yet mindless enough to make indecipherable scribblings with a blue board-marker on the white, marble walls of my bathroom, which would remain my personal canvas until I was old enough to realize that what I was doing was not the norm for kids my age. Most of the time, however, I would just keep on doodling, recreating the ideas in my head on the piece of paper in front of me, not letting any thoughts of perfection and the anticipation of final results bother me. Eventually, one of the things I drew over the course of several sketch-papers would spark an idea worth pursuing. You can probably start to imagine how many pencils I would’ve turned to stumps in this everlasting process, repeated countless times throughout my life. This is also why, if you consider more closely, none of my works would’ve been possible without a strong foundation laid by my faithful Faber-Castell HB pencil.
