Since childhood, I have been deeply marked by the presence of my father, a talented photographer, who taught me to see the world with a different eye. Every time he adjusted his lens, I saw how light and shadows revealed the hidden beauty of nature. He guided me to notice the small details - a ray of sunlight between leaves, the sparkle in an animal's eye. These moments awakened in me a visceral desire to capture the world, but instead of photography, I chose colors and textures as my means of expression.

In the 1970s, it was my husband who surprised my artistic heart by giving me my first canvases, brushes and paints. That gesture was a turning point. Instead of relying on theories, I decided that practice would be my path. I plunged headlong into the creative process, and this journey continues to this day, always observing, always seeking improvement.

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