I have, for a long time been inspired by photography. Perhaps not photography as such, but the great images coming out of photography. However, those great images started to awaken my curiosity about how they actually came to life. That's what started my story of photography.

Photography, for me, started as a simple curiosity. I never imagined that holding a camera would change the way I see the world. At first, I only wanted to capture sunsets, street scenes, and candid smiles of friends. But over time, I realized that every click of the shutter was more than just freezing an image�it was preserving a story.

What draws me most to photography is people. A face tells so much more than words ever could. The quiet confidence of an artisan, the joy of children running through rain, or even the tired but hopeful eyes of someone after a long day�all of these moments inspire me to keep pressing the shutter. I believe every photo should speak, even in silence.

One project that shaped me deeply was when I documented the aftermath of a storm in my hometown. Walking through the streets with my camera, I saw both loss and resilience. It taught me that photography isn�t just about beauty�it�s about truth. It�s about capturing raw emotions, the ones that remind us what it means to be human.

My journey is still unfolding. I experiment with different styles�portraits, cultural events, street photography�but the heart of my work remains the same: storytelling. Every photo I take is a piece of someone�s life, a piece of our culture, a reminder that every fleeting moment deserves to be remembered.

This blog is my space to share those stories. Not just polished photos, but the experiences behind them�the struggles, the inspirations, and the lessons I learn along the way. Because for me, photography is not only about capturing images, it�s about connecting lives.

Painting has always been my way of listening to myself. Long before I learned about brushes, canvases, or techniques, I was just a kid who loved to scribble on any surface I could find�old notebooks, scraps of paper, even walls when no one was looking. What started as random strokes slowly became my language, a way to express feelings I couldn�t put into words.

As I grew older, I realized that painting wasn�t just about creating something �beautiful.� For me, it was about telling stories. The quiet streets of my hometown, the vibrant festivals, the subtle emotions on a stranger�s face�these became my subjects. Each painting I make feels like a diary entry, but instead of sentences, I use colors, textures, and forms.

One of the most memorable moments in my journey was when I painted a mural for a small community project. Watching people stop, stare, and connect with the work made me understand the true purpose of art�it�s not just about me, the painter, but about how others see themselves in what I create.

My style is still evolving. Some days I lean into realism, other days I drift into abstraction. But no matter where my brush takes me, the goal remains the same: to capture emotions and stories that words can�t always hold.

Painting is both a struggle and a comfort. There are days when the canvas fights back, when nothing feels right. But then there are moments when the colors flow naturally, and it feels like magic�like the painting is creating itself. Those are the moments that keep me going.

Through this blog, I want to share not just my finished works, but also the journey behind them�the doubts, the inspirations, the late nights, and the little victories. Because to me, art is not just about the final picture, but the story of how it came to be.

Whether you are listening to your Calculus teacher drone on while you doodle in your notebook, or whether you do commissions and get paid for your art � art is an expression of your creative self and it is available to everyone.

Art has been in my life for as long as I remember. I remember a program called �Art Vistas� in elementary school that taught me about various art styles and some famous paintings. Each lesson had an associated hands-on project and we dabbled with sketching, acrylic-on-canvas, and clay sculpting. What I realized through this program was that I was relatively good at copying art and could effortlessly create good replicas. But, I never felt like I owned the artwork or could show it to people. Basically, it felt like plagiarism.

Whenever I tried to create my own characters, they always came out differently on paper from what I had imagined in my mind. So I started my journey to discover my very own �art style.�

My first drawings were pencil drawings done with simple block shading. But, these got boring after a while. I tried working with colored pencils, but I always felt that I never had the right color for what I wanted and everything seemed to be slightly off. Most artists who use colored pencils have hundreds of pencils, but I did not feel that buying all those supplies would provide the experience that I was craving.