I’m 18 years old, and I feel like I live through art. Drawing is my soul — my way of speaking to the world without words. When I pick up a brush, everything around me seems to fade away, leaving only me and the colors. I love noticing the little things — the light on the window, the movement of the wind, the shades of the sky. All of it inspires me to create something new and sincere. Through my art, I express what words can’t convey.