It was in the spring of 2015, that I drew this small portrait. I hadn't drawn for almost 20 years. As a kid and up to my early 20s, I drew and painted all of the time.

But you know, life happened. I started climbing the corporate ladder, searching for my place in the world. I thought I finally had it all figured out when I was promoted to sales manager, but was I wrong? The stress took its toll, and I ended up getting sick with all sorts of symptoms and also hypothyroidism. I had lost touch with myself, my inner voice drowned out by the noise of everyday life.

Fast forward to this day in May 2015, sitting at the kitchen table with my kids who were happily coloring away. I picked up one of the kids' pencils and just started drawing after almost 20 years of break from creativity. And there it was, that spark that my soul and heart had been craving.

Since then, I haven't stopped creating. For the past four years, I've been fully immersed in my art, working full-time as an artist and graphic designer. And now, I'm proud to say that I'm selling my artwork worldwide.

Painting and drawing have become my second language, a way to express my emotions, both known and unknown. It's like a bridge connecting my inner world to the outer world.