Rijeka, Croatia
Where inner rhythm becomes external reality.
My relationship with sound is not a line but a circle.
I return to the same place again and again, each time sinking deeper. I’ve spent years gathering fragments of myself, a baseline that settles into my stomach like truth, a groove that shifts the rhythm of my steps.
I never chased what was popular , I chased what was honest. I wasn’t lost, I was searching for a language for something older than words inside me. Sound was my mirror long before I knew how to look into it.
I’m not here to be approved. I’m here because my inner standard finally has a place to breathe. If the scene recognizes me, beautiful. If it doesn’t, I remain unchanged because my relationship with sound has never depended on permission.
"It is all one circle of life."
-Mufasa( the lion king )